The Weight of the World and the Dread That Never Ends

I hate that phrase — crashing out. It’s a bit cringe, I know. But lately, honestly, that’s the best way I can describe how I’ve been feeling. Like I’ve been slowly crashing the fuck out. My energy, my focus, my optimism — all of it. Just crashing. It’s like the world’s gotten so heavy thatContinue reading “The Weight of the World and the Dread That Never Ends”