Not in the most positive time of my life
I feel like my chest is filled with concrete and the weight of my problems are pulling me down. My mind wont shut off the things that I would rather forget about and even resolved situations still pull at the wires of my brain, keeping me up at night worrying about others. Being in the company of such others does little to console me, while sitting on my own doesn’t prove to be any sort of distraction. After foolishly letting myself think ‘yeah I’ve got nothing to worry about I’m actually happy with where I am in life at the moment’ I have been dragged back down to a state of misery where I’m desperately counting down the days until I can finally get an answer.
Not sure if I feel better for that or not.
