I’m trapped. Something I can’t read between the lines due to a sickness I’ve been denying for years. It’s like I’m trapped in my fears, wasting away life. I want the help, I want to succeed but I’m afraid of what requirements needed for such things. God Sasha, I can’t even talk. I read my previous entry and it read so random with errors. I guess that’s just how my mind works. I gambled today as always when I’m feeling this way. I bet on a lot of potential outcomes in hopes to dug out of this mess. I’m so delusional when it comes to chance.
For years I have maintained communication with my love, my teacher, my desire, my passion. Sasha has been an inspiration for me, I hope she can be one for you too.