No, this isn’t some post about how fast life goes and so we should cherish the small moments.
This is about life racing and I can’t keep up. There’s so much to do and I just can’t handle it all. I’m so tired of doing everything alone.
The withdrawal from the meds is STILL going on and it’s affecting work the most. I can’t concentrate. I can’t focus and complete tasks. I’m anxious and flustered and everything feels like a huge mountain to climb. Even the smallest of things. I’m tired but I can’t sleep.