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Sunday, July 13, 2025

Dear Leaves,


I hope that Im doing this right. Ive had headaches and nausea, anxiety, trouble sleeping, lack of energy, lack of focus, lack of medication, lots of frustration... this has been exhausting. Trust is so hard sometimes. So very hard. My perception is changing. I hope I'll like myself when the dust settles. Sometimes I worry that I might say or do something I will regret. I feel very very afraid to talk to people. It seems like i never know what to say. Sometimes conversations just stop and I never figure out what went wrong. I cant stay this way forever. This earthly purgatory is running me into the ground. Sometimes death seems inevitable. It seems just weeks or days away. I feel confused much more often then clear, but thats nothing new. I need to find a better way.


Ashes

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