My mind is a chaotic mess these days, so much so that even my writing can not help me escape all that is going on. I find myself babbling on and on about nothing, embarrassing - I know 🤦♀️ sleep no longer helps me escape the looming depression. How could it? Life is happening. These very real events are not just hypothetical scenarios I've created in my "overthinking" paranoid state of mind- no.... this is all happening.
Life is happening.
And it is a total shit show.
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One of Edith's rudest photos!
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