And Finally... in A Ways Away

Here I am, on this platform, posting what I feel I need to release. I work full time, but the madness is real. I overthink, or I don’t think enough. Stress tends to build until I shut down and disappear from the platforms that people know I’m on. The irony is that I don’t know many people or it’s possibly that people see me, but don’t know the actual me. I don’t put on any other face but the one that I’ve been born with. I figure that I’m fairly nice, but when I’m not? Well.. you’ll no longer see that face. The past few days have been a mess and I’ve called out of work to try and fix it, but even with the mess arranged, the crumbs still rattle me.

Whoever you are that has read this, thank you.