seasonal depression but it’s all the seasons
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from Israel
seen from China
seen from Türkiye
seen from Germany
seen from Switzerland
seen from Australia
seen from China

seen from China

seen from Ukraine

seen from Malaysia
seen from China

seen from Italy

seen from Israel
seen from Malaysia

seen from Japan
seen from Italy
seen from China
seasonal depression but it’s all the seasons
how I've been looking on my birthday for the past 3 years
If I could just not interact with a human for at least 7 business months I could not be happier.
Is this just a place to complain? Because I have plenty to fucking complain about and I don't even know where to start. I'm fucking exhausted.
i feel like i need to nap now.
Does everything have to be okay every day of the week? I know there’s problems in my brain that make that question turn a few heads… but seriously. I’m having a rough week. Could be because I can’t manage money very well and it’s the end of the month and I have little to nothing left in the house to cook. The hamburger is taking forever to defrost in the fridge… I’m tired all the time. I’m not falling sleep at work, so we’re good there but…
There’s this great big ball of nothing in my chest. All things go in there. I opened it to bring out my pain to feel it, to heal my abused portion of my souls by embracing all the pain I shoved away as a child but I don’t remember how I closed it. It’s just too big. I know how it finally closed for good but I’m too old to get pregnant and realize my life is now in the hands of this tiny child. She needs me, which they really don’t anymore. They take my calls to humor me. They don’t call or chat unless I initiate it.
I suppose you reap what you sow… but my mother was emotionally, psychologically and physically abusive. That’s why I don’t call her that often. But I suppose it is what it is.
So this hole, it’s not closing… and I can’t figure out a way to make it.
The weather this time of year always reminds me of being that angry, confused kid again