Swear to god if one more male person complains to me about their life...
I'm sitting here bleeding with cramps and can't even go a day without someone treating me like I'm their 24 hour free therapy hotline. Even paid therapists get days off. I guess social media wasn't enough to get rid of. I need to stop using my entire phone if I want a break. I'm bothered at least twice a day now because they're depressed and lonely. It's too much. I'm at my limit. Every day, I start to almost enjoy myself... until the phone rings or the texts come. And I feel guilty when I don't respond and then I worry they'll kill themselves and it'll be my fault. It's exhausting sometimes, feeling everyone's feelings and wasting so much time on other people's problems when I could be, I dunno, maybe resolving some of my own?
6:41 p.m. - 2021-01-28