if and when i make it to around august 10, 2025 w/out junk food (exception: white bread, granola bar), it will have been three years.
doubt that i will be able to make it
exhausted all the time
everything is hard. every slightest movement takes an unbelievable amount of effort/energy to execute. rapidly getting much physically weaker. struggling every day to stay awake, esp on the way to and from work.
things feel surreal/dissociated. like i see/hear them but could not address or interact with them per se, at least, not in real time.
feel like i am dying. talking seems to take way too much thought. every slightest thing. i do not understand how/why so many precious lil "people" flap their traps so much.
feels like my brain has been on "off" mode since 12 or so but lately, it's like constant "brainfart".
emotional overeating
out of control
suppressed, depressed, oppressed, repressed
yesteday, saw Lot Attendant John buy a Crunch bar. i could use a Crunch bar. one a day for the rest of my pathetic lil "life" s**t. i tried so hard, "and got so far, but in the end, it doesn't even matter". (efficiency). failure. loser.
i've been wounded.