I’m genuinely having the worst reading year I’ve had in a long time.

I honestly can’t even bring myself to read, and it’s not that I’m not enjoying the books I’m reading, I’m just not excited to pick them up.

I don’t know what’s wrong. Maybe it’s because my mental health hasn’t been great.

I thought once I left home and had the freedom to do what I want when I want that I’d get more reading done. But actually, I’m just struggling with my mental health, and I don’t enjhoy any of my hobbies anymore.

It’s so silly as well. Like, I know that I enjoy reading. And I know that I want to read. But I can’t bring myself to do it.

This is so frustrating. I feel like I’m not even in control these days. I waste so much of my free time doomscrolling. And I know that I shouldn’t do it. I tell myself not to. But I don’t have the self-control to stop myself.

I don’t do any of my hobbies anymore. And I’d really like to. But I feel like nothing even matters these days. I can’t snnap out of it.

I wish I could enjoy reading again.

Until next time,
Love, Bobbi. Xx.