you ever get tired of living but in a non-suicidal way
like everything is bad everywhere and no one has money and im tired of this cycle
i tried to explain how i was feeling like this to my drug counselor and she was like "yeah that still sounds kinda suicidal" and i could not figure out how to explain that i don't wanna die, i just like. am so so so tired of the way life is for me and all my friends and family. i'm tired of living like this but i'm gonna keep doing it bc i guess there's no other choice
I don't wanna die, I wanna go lay on a warm field under the sun and watch the clouds go by. How is this hard to understand?
I just want to spend a few days in the dim twilight between sleep and waking, but specifically the dim twilight of a Saturday morning in April.
Burnout. The word is burnout, but not because of an unusual state of overwork or an overly demanding position, but because the bare minimum being demanded is beyond capacity.
How is it that Tumblr consistently puts the posts that talk about what I am feeling at the top of my feed every. single. time?
oh, tumblr, we're really in it now