Category: My Mind
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Talking to Trees About My Career
I’ve applied to what feels like a million jobs—ninety-eight to be exact—and I’ve heard back from two for interviews. It seems as though the odds may not be in my favor. It would probably help if I actually knew what I wanted to do, but I only really have three requirements: location, decent pay, and… Read more
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Which One Is Me?
It’s 1 p.m. on a Friday, and all I’ve done today is get out of bed and move to the couch to doomscroll. I’ve done absolutely nothing productive, and I don’t think I plan to. It’s my last week of freedom before I have a shitload of editing that needs to get done, so I’m… Read more
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Today’s Complaints…
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Maybe Next Week
Do you ever scroll through old pictures and get sad? You know, the other night I was sad that I wasn’t sad. I couldn’t fall asleep because all I could think about was when the next time I’d be sad would be. Odd, isn’t it? But I miss it. For some reason, when I’m sad,… Read more
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Will It Ever Be Enough?
Can I say something without you thinking I want to die? Sometimes the thought, “I can’t wait to die,” crosses my mind. Not because I want to die now, or because I hate my life, or because I’m miserable. It’s more that I feel like nothing is ever going to be enough. At least when I die,… Read more
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Why Am I More Tired When I Finally Rest?
Today I woke up and realized that my under-eyes are starting to turn purple and sink in a little. The weird part? I’ve been sleeping more than I have in the last three years, yet somehow I look more tired. I feel more tired, and my body hurts more. I swear this happens every time.… Read more