Diary entry #1:

Today I went to the beach with my family.

The most whole I’ve felt in a while.

As the waves crashed against each other

It made me think about how my family used to argue and be divided for so long.

Now we are riding with the tides; I'm not saying we are perfect but we sure came a long way.

Diary entry #2:

Alone,

The only thing I’m currently struggling with right now. It’s so hard to explain because everything seems so fine yet so chaotic.

It’s as if the maze changes daily, imagine being close to the end and next thing you know everything resets. Every day feels like I’m climbing up Mount.Everest, but I can’t seem to reach the top. Not that i even know where the top is but i feel so low that i want to get higher and escape this madness. The mundane cycle of life that's been imposed on us.

I’m so jealous of birds, they soar so high and carefree; money and religion doesn't exist to them. Why can't we be like the birds?

Diary entry #3:

Hello? Can anyone hear me as I type this?

If I screamed as I typed this entry asking for help would anyone online hear me?

Why have so many people replaced real life for something that can't ever be real?

Why?