Have you ever had one of those days when you just need to get down on your knees and scream bloody murder at the top of your lungs? Overwhelmed with the need to lose control, to fall apart, to stop fighting ‘it’, to exhaust yourself by screaming, running, jumping, yelling, fighting, crying? A day where nothing happened, but still it feels like the weight of the world is on your shoulders and crushing you? Anxious, jumpy, tired, scared, wrung out, strung out, beside yourself, upside down, off-kilter, and thrown aside? Crawling out of your skin with the need to fuck or fight but just to DO SOMETHING to change your status quo of this.exact.second.
Yeah, me too.