working while my heart is so broken feels like i’m disintegrating as a person, faking like nothing is wrong makes me feel even worse.. when i get home i’m crying in the shower, taking a xanax and passing out
i just hope tomorrow is better, i can’t keep feeling this way
i swear i’ll stop crying at some point, but not only did i have the worst night yesterday but today my mom had a huge meltdown because i defended my dad since she was verbally harassing him basically all weekend. so i was like why are you being so mean and she lost her marbles. first time she ever said fuck you to me and by “said” i mean she screamed it and she then continued to scream and call me a bunch of names... but oh boy was she so insanely mean today, nothing reverts me back into a childlike headspace like my mom having a meltdown. it’s like the worst kind of nostalgia