11-06-2021, 12:47 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-06-2021, 12:49 AM by SaltyMeatballs.)
Day 37 - REST
A rather peculiar smog of depression and fear has washed over me. I dont remember the last time I have been this afraid of facing life. I just feel like curling up into fetal position with a thumb in my mouth. How do I let go and embrace this? Am I on the verge of something great here?
A rather peculiar smog of depression and fear has washed over me. I dont remember the last time I have been this afraid of facing life. I just feel like curling up into fetal position with a thumb in my mouth. How do I let go and embrace this? Am I on the verge of something great here?
