If I'm being pessimistic about it;

I've got nothing to go on for. No future. No drive. No motivation.

All my best friends are shaping to leave, move on, make their lives without me, and expecting me to feel great about it.

Ten thousand pounds worth of debt for an education that can't even get me a job answering phones, let alone a job it was designed to help me get.

I don't think it's going to work out with her, and it's neither of our faults.

Faith has been lost in everything.

New Years saw me sat alone on a beach with rocks in my pockets and tears in my eyes.