I've had better days but I'm feeling happier than yesterday
I feel embarrassed but happy~
Today I feel sad, betrayed and depressed 😔
@brainybrainy
I wush tomorrow would be a better day for you...
@ziba27 thanks, I hope that happens because today was the worse 😕
Happy, tranquility peaceful, love.
@kingofblackcobras16
Congrate...
I'm happy to hear every one feels this way...
Today I am lost. I don't know what to do with my situation. I love it, but lost in my head about it. I have talked to a friend, so, I feel better, but I still over think.
@passionateBeing6922
I wish tomorrow would be a better day for you & me...
Today I am feeling overwhelmed, lost, scared, upset and full of dread. I wish I'd feel better =/ ...
Exhausted, and hungry.
I don't want anything from
my birthday I just want sleep I don't want to wake up again I'm tired really tired...
@Keepinside
Happy birthday
You deserve it on your b.day... Take a long rest...
Confused, overwhelmed, tired of the same crap different day, alone. Suicidal?
@resourcefulCucumber3477 change your job! Create a wish list for yourself of what you want to do and achieve including mentally! Use every day as baby steps towards that wish list!
@resourcefulCucumber3477 I'm completely in the same quandary of 'same crap different day,' and I sympathize with you. The days get all blurred together in rigid sameness without flavor without a bounce with no meaningful distinction. Hibernating in my insular and tiny solitary enclosure, I lament each dying hour wasted in this stagnation searching for some epiphany or some upbeat strand feeling this bloodless despair at every waking moment without variance without gaining ground. From the instant of torpid waking to the muted blackout into sleep day by day I tread water tottering zombie-like and robotic between the light and darkness undifferentiated and interchangeable. The emotional current follows its undeviating flat-line hobbling on the lowest levels of vitality uninspired and dully scraping the lowest threadbare surface that separates rock bottom from the last straw, the crash and final plummeting surrender with disturbing clockwork regularity. The engine is running on nothing but faint miasma fumes that drain the colors from my view. Here's to some commiseration and hoping we might feel better... really soon...
@resourcefulCucumber3477 I of course have no idea about your particular circumstances, I'm completely in the same quandary of 'same crap different day,' and I sympathize with you. The days get all blurred together in rigid sameness without flavor without a bounce with no meaningful distinction. Hibernating in my insular and tiny solitary enclosure, I lament each dying hour wasted in this stagnation searching for some epiphany or some upbeat strand feeling this bloodless despair at every waking moment without variance without gaining ground. From the instant of torpid waking to the muted blackout into sleep day by day I tread water tottering zombie-like and robotic between the light and darkness undifferentiated and interchangeable. The emotional current follows its undeviating flat-line wavelength hobbling on the lowest levels of vitality uninspired and dully scraping the lowest threadbare surface that separates rock bottom from the last straw, the crash and final plummeting surrender with disturbing clockwork regularity. The engine is running on nothing but faint miasma fumes that drain the colors from my view. Here's to some commiseration and hoping we might feel better... really soon...
@resourcefulCucumber3477
I agree with all of that! Except for the suicidal, that is.
I feel like I have been ran over by 1000 horses several times a day, but I know that the Spirit of God is going to have me bounce right back up! (Which, if I think too much about it, seems really cruel; but I know that each time that I bounce back up I am able to help two or more persons before the horses regroup; so... maybe it is kind just-the-same. *shrugs*)