I hate fucking up. I hate not being prepared. I hate being broke. I hate feeling irresponsible. I hate surprises. I hate that all this shit even matters to me. My brain is something I love and hate. 😫
I wish I could go inside my brain, take a huge eraser and just go away at it.
Erase everything. Then just draw something new.
I would erase my triggers and just create some new shit.
Things that usually make me cry wouldn’t bother me at all.
And another thing! I really need to learn to vent a little more. I am horrible at sharing my emotions freely, especially when I’m sad. 😔
