I’m living every day right on the edge of a full f*cking mental breakdown, and I honestly don’t know how many more days I can keep this up. It’s f*cking 𝕖𝕩𝕙𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘.
Being an overthinker has been the bane of my existence. But the day that all my thoughts go quiet, I’m truly afraid of what I might do in that moment..
In the span of a MONTH, the engine in my car basically exploded, I broke my foot, and last night my favorite family pet (cat) passed away. Can the universe stop picking on me pls? 🫠