Facts
I can’t relax or focus.
I can’t sleep.
I’m crying. Why? Who knows? Maybe because of the first two things. Let’s go with that.
Sharing this stuff always helps me feel better. It’s kind of like turning the light on and finding out the scary monster is actually a pile of laundry. If that makes any sense. I hope it’s not too annoying.
Despite all evidence to the contrary I am not a pile of bread dough so DAMMIT SHAMPOO STOP KNEADING ME QUIT IT