I really don’t want to go on rn. I don’t want to interact with people, I don’t want to be forced into labor, I don’t want to leave my room, I don’t want to eat, I don’t want to sleep, I don’t want to have to think about how fucked the world is

I feel so burnt out. I’m tired of expectations, I’m tired of people, I’m tired of trying. I just want to keep existing without having to experience anything.

Such a weird feeling of “I want to go home” despite not having a place in mind and being exactly where I want to be physically.

Honestly I think I’m missing Gail, or at least a role she played in my life. I feel misunderstood, I want a space where I can sink into another and be accepted and listened to. Genuine expression is so fucking hard and most people are just totally uninterested or uninteresting

Having an overwhelming amount of ideas is just really hard, and I want to express myself. I feel like a nuisance to the current people I have relationships if I bring up things, or they’re just not equipped to talk about it