Two words: stressed out. No, not the super catchy Twenty Øne Pilots song, how I'm feeling right now. I'm dying. I'm trying to help my mom as much as I can being emotionally supportive but it's really hard when my own emotions aren't stable. I miss my friends, I'm constantly working or doing homework, I'm trying to be supportive of my friends and family and I'm trying to be okay for everyone else. I know I said I'm trying to be more positive, and I am. I haven't broken down crying yet. I'm just insanely stressed. I haven't taken a break in days. I'm running purely on caffeine. I just want to sleep and not wake up for a week or two.
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Thoughts and Feelings
Non-FictionTRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION, SUICIDE, ANXIETY, ETC. Welcome to my brain on my darkest days and nights. I'm warning you, it's not pretty, so continue at your own risk. This involves questions I find myself asking on a daily basis, rants...
