Lots of pain meds. Lots of water. Lots of weed. Feeling a bit better.

I’m not really sure if I’m upset or just tired or overwhelmed or what my deal is really. I’m bored, but don’t feel well enough to do anything about it.

I feel all this responsibility for other people’s happiness and satisfaction. I need to let it go. Everyone has to handle their own shit. I can barely carry my own.

I’m tired and ugly and uninteresting. I’m not fun anymore. Sometimes I feel like I’m just existing.

I don’t know what to do with myself.