Waking up feeling stressed and overwhelmed. Maybe you overslept because it took you hours to fall asleep the night before, and now you have to run to get to where you need to be.
Scurrying to class thinking how you could be stupid enough to wake up so late.
Sitting through long lectures trying to force your mind to focus instead of getting lost in thought.
Seeing friends and pretending like it is all fine, because you don’t want to even bother to explain what is wrong when you don’t fully understand it yourself.
Helping friends through a rough time, sitting, listening and giving advice. You have it all together it seems like.
Heading to work, knowing you’ll continue to feel trapped in a façade you can’t escape. Listening to your boss complain about her day, and being there for her.
Going home, eating dinner, interacting with your roommates like everything is okay.
Complaining about the awful day you had but saying all the wrong reasons you had it.
–“ I overslept???—(without saying why)
–“ I hate my job???—(without saying you feel trapped)
–“Class was so boring—(without saying you couldn’t really focus because your brain wouldn’t shut up)
Forcing yourself to do hw, even though retaining information feels impossible when you have so much going on in your head.
Laying down for bed proudly at a descent time, only to spend hours overthinking everything and drowning in the emotions you pretended not have all day. Worrying that this is what your life will be life forever.
Eventually falling asleep, to do it all over again the next day.
