Yawwwwwwwwwn…it’s almost 5 p.m. and I am e-x-h-a-u-s-t-e-d…
I woke up at 7:30 this morning with my contacts still in. Stupid, stupid, stupid…
My Saturday routine is: wake n bake (just a little), Dunkin run, large ice coffee + saus egg chee everything bagel, video games.
In other words, my Saturdays are usually awesome.
Saturdays like today kinda suck – you’re too tired.
My roommate is having people over tonight and I’m tired from it already.
I went out last night, and dealt stress from my friend’s belligerent behavior at a hockey game.
We sat in the rival section and he suddenly got very passionate about our school.
Anyways, I feel like I should take time to recover today. I should try to process everything I failed to understand in the moment.
As of right now, I’ve got no desire to go down and socialize. I don’t really see a problem with it.
It feels strange to need a recharge. My therapist told me that Introverts just need time alone to recharge their batteries.
Okay, well, I think something’s wrong with my charger. It ain’t workin’ right.
I can’t get off 20%, and you gotta jiggle the wire around to hit the right angle for a charge.
I try to find other sources of power. External things. I’m suddenly outlining modern mental illness.
The worst part of mental illness is not knowing whether the world is crazy, or you’re crazy.
Somedays it’s you; somedays it’s the world.
No consistency is afforded to you.
I should end this rant. I’m too tired and have to pee.