It’s that time again where it feels like everything’s collapsing. Nothing’s right and everyone knows it. I guess that’s the worst part: how obviously shaken my life is at this very moment.
What does a person have to do to get some stability in life? That’s the only thing I crave. Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t have to be boring; but I would just be so grateful if I knew that tomorrow, I’d be okay.
I guess that’s why I’m such a workaholic, you know? Work is the only thing I’m sure about. It’s the only let-out and true place where I feel like I’m doing something right! When even that isn’t there anymore, what else is there? This is just so overwhelmingly vulnerable…
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