I feel like I'm about to drown in misery. It's growing inside me, this sort of leaden dread that's such a burden to be carrying. This is a kind of pain that can't be gotten rid of; it's the dull burn of foreboding loneliness that only weighs heavier with each passing second.
I'm not sure why it's so hard to tear myself away again from the comfort and joy of being home, with family. Maybe it's because uni is just worlds away, so dark and distant and different. Maybe it's because now I'm finally beginning to realise that leaving family and home means breaking away from my greatest happiness.
They say the darkest hour is before the dawn but the real trial is seeing the warm glow of the setting sun disappear into blackest night.
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