Every time I think I’m past it, I go right back

Every time I think I can breathe and just be happy with my life, something happens that reminds me exactly why I hate waking up every day.

I’ve held in my mind that 2026 will be my last year on this planet and every day that goes by, that’s only reaffirmed in my mind. I’m so so comforted by the fact that I won’t have to deal with life much longer.