My life, over the last couple of months, has become an insane mess of: endless intense anxiety, stress, sadness, sleeplessness, non-existent appetite, indigestion, and extreme all-the-time exhaustion. A nightmare I was thrown into, and can’t escape from, and one that will continue for the foreseeable future.
I have nothing fun or happy to write about. I may never have again. Or so it feels like at this point. 😦
Such is life. I can accept that part. I can’t accept the wild, very painful, and nauseating pitch thrown at me, though. It was tough enough, as it is….