I QUIT.

Been having a terrible couple of days, which essentially sums up the last 2 weeks.
Just when things feel as though they're getting moderately better, life decides to go south and take a big poopoo on you.

It's that whole feeling of being stuck in limbo again, there are no better words to describe it. I don't know what to do to get out of this rut, it's been a long time and I'm out of energy trying to constantly save myself.

U G H

I quit, I quit, I QUIT.
It's true, I complain too much and I get it, to always find the beauty in life and be thankful for the small things. But I'm so, so fucking tired. I feel tired doing nothing, I feel tired even convincing myself to get out of bed and every time I get out of bed I just want to get back in.

A friend told me this a few days ago, "do what makes you happy. If you don't feel good doing it, then just fuck it. It's your life anyway." It's so simple to say it, but so hard to really put those words into action. I'm struggling to strike that balance of doing things that make me happy vs doing things that would make people happy.

I'm just really over people and their fucking drama and opinions and thoughts and condescending words because they think their thoughts and beliefs are that much more virtuous than yours. fkjerkjeoijetiegiogtgttojgeg why are humans so tiring to handle.