what you’re willing to give and no more

put on a soft cotton tee and turned on the air conditioning. i need a cry. an emotional excavation. i haven’t written in a time as well, and i always feel like that makes me feel a bit less like a person. it’s been a tough week. lots of resentment and anxiety. i ranted a lot, don’t know if that’s now purged or i’m now just apathetic. it is very hard to know how to deal with any of this. there’s a lot of… anger, and a bit of guilt. i don’t know if this is something i should be fixing. feel like i’m constantly talking around the problem nowadays. circling without ever getting to the heart of the issue.