Tumultuous Time

Everyday I feel like walking into a minefield. The mines could explode anytime. I am trying to stay calm. I am trying to relax. I am trying to sleep. I simply can’t. I don’t know what the fuck I am doing anymore.

Life is hitting me from every corner. One issue is piling up on another. I can’t get a grip on anything. I am living on the edge. I can slip and fall anytime. Time is a motherfucker. The days go so fast and so slow at the same time. I don’t know how to cope with stress. I drink to ease the tension in my head. I rollerblade to give me some physical activity. I depend on my wife to prevent me from breaking down.

I need to hold myself together. I can’t hold on to things beyond my reach. I have to let go. I want to prevent the worst case scenario, but I can’t do anything out of my control. I just need to face the crisis when it hits. I just have to deal with whatever throws at me. I can’t let depression get to me. I can’t get beaten down. I will survive. I will be fine.

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