Sleepless Soul
My brain feels like mush, and nothing makes sense anymore... but yay, I finally finished my dissertation. I'm so proud of my tired little self for pushing through, even when everything feels like shadows and mist.
Right now, I feel so jittery and empty, like a fragile ghost drifting through the fog. It's been over a day without sleep, and my head aches like a cursed wound that won't heal. I messed up and stopped taking my potions—antidepressants. That's gotta change, for sure.
Today, I’m just going to be a ghostly shadow of myself, and that’s okay. Even the moon has her dark nights, right? Tomorrow is a new day. Hopefully, with more sleep, maybe I'll catch a glimpse of hope and happiness.
By Sunday, I will have uploaded my dissertation, and perhaps then I'll feel more alive. What a year it’s been... I'm pretty sure I’ll write a big rant about it. Tumblr might just be my brain vomit diary, documenting my mental state and everything in my life.
I like the feeling of being anonymous here. I feel kinda free.
