Life suck
I don't even want to write down the thoughts I've been having, but I know I should. Trigger warning I guess.
I feel so lazy. I'm so lazy I can't even get on and do work like a normal human being. Just living is exhausting. Therefore, why be alive? If I die, I don't have to be worried about being so exhausted all the time.
Now I'm realising that's a stupid thought. Firstly, there are people out there more lazy than me. I could even name a few. Secondly, dying never solves problems, it just ends them.
My mind often spirals into bad places. It gets to a point where I feel like I'm gonna break, and then it de-escalates.
Anyway. I should sleep now.
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