Any stimulus check would be robbing Peter to pay Peter, only trying to explain that to Peter would be like taking a cast iron skillet to my own head. Peter is too stupid to comprehend and I don’t have the patience to be understanding of his ineptitude.

Social Media is a destructive force. It amplifies feelings of isolation, and when a vulnerable person becomes self-aware of their own insecurities , they forsake virtual reality for its harm, only to be left with the reality they had already forsaken….. and all that’s left is suffocating silence.

My mental health has been unbalanced this year, only really going from 1 breakdown to the next. I was going to hit the gym today, the only thing that as of late has been helping distract from my dysfunction, but there’s a chill in the apartment and my dozen warm blankets are too satisfying 2 leave.

My life is broken and I don’t know how to mend it. I glare with skepticism at kind gestures. I see the worst in those around me, because I’m jaded by the realities of life. Trust is shattered and I exist in a world where I stand lost in my own kitchen wondering upon the point of moving forward.