Usually, when I feel the need to write, it's because I'm overwhelmed. Happiness, sadness, doesn't matter- I'm just overwhelmed. The choice is to either write it out or talk it out, and.. I can never talk enough. Ever. I need to hear it over and over and over until there is nothing left. No shadowy corners, no questions, just.. wide open space.
I can't do it anymore. I can't do this life I've built. I've taken all the steps, done all the things, moved mountains and pushed myself to do better, more, faster.
I had a meltdown last night- probably because I was exhausted after a 24 hour shift and may or may not be PMS'ing.
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