Me: *before I take my first bite*
Mom: is it good?
Maybe I just need to relax a bit. It’s so hard to relax when things get hard though. I panic and worry and it’s just so difficult. I need advice. I need someone to talk to.
Everything got so difficult so quick. It’s so overwhelming that I can’t keep up. I have the world on my shoulders right now and I can’t seem to lighten the weight.
I’m so careless. How could I do something so stupid? I make things so difficult for myself when it was already so easy. I hate this.
That’s just not how it works.
Days like these make me realize how complicated I am with myself.