today I got shit on by a bird. I woke up in a miserable fog (my fault for staying up til’ 6am playing a mystery game and FORGETTING TO SAVE!!!) I slept until noon and woke up to a frustrating phone call. drifted around, cried, muttered. walked the dog (that’s when the bird shit on me)

when I’m tired and feeling down my brain becomes a tar pit. suddenly everything is bad. I feel a wave of emotions.

unheard, poor, aging, stressed, flawed. confused, ashamed, angry, sad, frustrated. afraid. anxious. TIRED.

I guess being miserable makes problems seem worse. but I can’t just feel better to feel better.. I resent the idea!

No you got to actually feel the bad stuff. feel sick and cry. wallow and shut out the world. be bad. be sad. be mad.

of course there are healthy things to do, like noticing the cute old man smiling at my dog. or the enjoying a podcast that actually is good.

maybe take a rest. maybe journal. maybe clean or cook. maybe make some art just for yourself. maybe eventually take a step to solve a problem.

the underlying issues will still be there. I just feel less overwhelmed by them.

it helps to accept that some days are just tough to get through