Scariest Bald
My mind has felt like mush lately. I have so much to take care of, but all I can find myself doing is sleeping and repeating my days over and over and over and over. I sat down and was on the verge of a break down. I feel sick to my stomach because of my anxiety. The financial worries I’ve been carrying just make me feel more and more detached from reality and myself. Finally I just started drawing. It’s trash but I felt a little better after doing it.















