call me rambles

I’m tired. Tired of almost every aspect of myself. My mind puts up roadblocks in any direction of peace, productivity, and positivity and it’s only gotten worse. I hate living with myself and knowing if I had tried a little harder to be nice to myself in the past I’d be somewhere else mentally. Somewhere functioning. Now I’m just stuck in my negative ways, with broken feelings and memories that I can’t really express no matter how much I try, or how much therapy I do.