This girl is on fire.
Well it feels like there is a nausea inducing electrical current going through my veins at any rate. Is it the continual low quality sleep, the daughter drama? Is it like a volcano and I am simply due for a ‘big one’?
How do people in war torn and third world countries do it, or people facing a terminal illness? My life is a dream compared to theirs and yet I feel like crying out in despair and throwing up from the constant state of anxiety.
Is it the chemicals in my brain making me feel this way? Is it those imbalances that can possibly make me feel like this without having such a horrific life? Am I pathetic and weak for having these feelings and allowing them to fill me up?
Am I anything?
Everything around me right now feels so unreal like I am just sitting here in an immersive yet fake and scripted show.



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