stressed-out sweepstakes
I feel so stressed right now. And usually I can pinpoint exactly why, or almost exactly, but right now I really can't. It doesn't even feel like stress normally does. Normally when I'm stressed I'm hyperventilating and on the go and just keep moving and overanalyze all the time while I'm doing everything I'm stressed over. But this stress just feels...different. Sort of like a weight on my heart, but a surreal weight that's just sort of there, and instead of making me hyperventilate while in the middle of rushing through everything I have to get done, it's just sort of...freezing me. I can't get anything done.
And on top of that, my hair just isn't cooperating with me. It cooperates with me every weekend, but it's like the *second* I go to school, it just starts rebelling. I don't need more things to worry about. and i'm breaking out. probably that chocolate cake my grandma made...but chocolate never makes me break out. it's horrible. plus my knuckles and face are chapped.
physically, i'm a wreck. mentally, i don't know what I am. emotionally, i'm always a wreck, but now i'm just not as overanalytical about it. i think everything's just sort of stockpiling up now that i have enough downtime to think over things. this sucks. i'm so sick of school. all i wanna do is just sit and write, all the time, but i can't because i have school, and a play in which i for some reason feel invisible at the moment, and i really just can't handle all this stuff.
and i know people have it worse than i do, but...it doesn't feel like that.
And on top of that, my hair just isn't cooperating with me. It cooperates with me every weekend, but it's like the *second* I go to school, it just starts rebelling. I don't need more things to worry about. and i'm breaking out. probably that chocolate cake my grandma made...but chocolate never makes me break out. it's horrible. plus my knuckles and face are chapped.
physically, i'm a wreck. mentally, i don't know what I am. emotionally, i'm always a wreck, but now i'm just not as overanalytical about it. i think everything's just sort of stockpiling up now that i have enough downtime to think over things. this sucks. i'm so sick of school. all i wanna do is just sit and write, all the time, but i can't because i have school, and a play in which i for some reason feel invisible at the moment, and i really just can't handle all this stuff.
and i know people have it worse than i do, but...it doesn't feel like that.