Things are not well. I feel like Im in this awful, weird place where I'm frustrated out of my mind. I know, I know - I have it a lot better than most... But I guess given I try and juggle a lot of hats among dealing with the depression and anxiety, I collapse if I'm switching to the next hat and get nothing.
What does that even meeeeean?
Honesty time? I'm a workaholic and things have been slow. I am sort of crumpling under the weight of... well... nothing. Thing is, I've had to force myself to be busy for years. Its been a coping mechanism because I have thankfully been able to separate myself and all my problems and anxieties from the work me.
Ever since my dad passed away, I could only operate when I put myself in that "Work Now" mode. I wrote a book I lost because COMPUTERS. I managed to make it through the rest of an academic/external exam year and Ive made it this far. But where am I even going?
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