Yo.
Can fucking 28 year olds have a midlife crisis? Serious question. Because fuuuuck something is going on in this damn brain and I have no idea what the heck to do. I mean don’t get me wrong I know more or less what’s causing it obviously. Built up shit that I’ve just stored and bottled up until I exploded. Which I have.
Two weeks ago it hit me HARD. And I mean hard. I don’t think I’ve ever been that bad honestly. Really just wanted to tune everyone out, but obviously that wouldn’t do shit for me. Finally decided to open up to a coworker and my two best friends because I didn’t want to seem distant and explain if I’ve been a little off, and honestly that seemed to have helped. I was pretty good after that, or so I thought.
Cut to today. I actually had the stupid idea of thinking today was going to be a good day. The Stars won last nights game so why not. Little shit throughout the day just decided otherwise. My mom opened up about one little thing and that was the cherry on top that took me down. I think this was the first time I’ve had thoughts like this. Whatever. I just wanted to vent a little hoping this does something.
Goodnight.
