I almost started a chat with a suicide prevention person – or whatever. I felt totally pathetic. Let me text some random person on some suicide website and tell them my problems, so stupid.
Right now I’m just so angry. Angry at my self. Angry at this fucking virus that is changing everything and could kill my husband. Angry at this country I call my home.
Disappointment is an understatement. People are actually suffering and I’m crying in my nice bathroom located in my nice condo. It’s truly absurd and I hate myself for it.
Nothing in my life has been terrible, but nothing has been amazing either. […]