BrokenHopes
What doesn't kill you, f*cks you up.
- Nov 27, 2019
- 162
I went all in to this recovery thing. Have even enjoyed it at times.
The progress over the years.
Wow. How awesome.
Being able to go to the store without huge distress, participate in some smalltalk, getting rutines in order, etc.
Now it hits me. Wtf?!
This is it? Working hard all my life for things most people take for granted. Nah, I just dont know.
So I quit for a week. Have just been slacking. Cancelling appointments. Ordering junk food. Sinking further into my own created anxiety bubble.
The progress seems to be gone *snapping fingers* just like that.
Wow. I'm amazed yet again.
As they say: it takes 9 months for a life to be created but only a second for it to be taken out.
The progress over the years.
Wow. How awesome.
Being able to go to the store without huge distress, participate in some smalltalk, getting rutines in order, etc.
Now it hits me. Wtf?!
This is it? Working hard all my life for things most people take for granted. Nah, I just dont know.
So I quit for a week. Have just been slacking. Cancelling appointments. Ordering junk food. Sinking further into my own created anxiety bubble.
The progress seems to be gone *snapping fingers* just like that.
Wow. I'm amazed yet again.
As they say: it takes 9 months for a life to be created but only a second for it to be taken out.