It seems like lately, all I want to write about is bullshit. The bullshit that is swirling around in me, my need for help and approval. That I am looking to be saved and it’s weird because since when did I become a victim?
Here is my heart and soul, grind it into hamburger.
I am struggling to do almost everything these days. I feel weak. I am sad. I have been using the word should again and I feel so very lost. I show my vulnerability and then want to run away. I am utterly lost.