I probably don’t have to tell you that life’s really tough, sometimes.
I’ve done so many posts about pain – about depression and anxiety, about feelings of hopelessness, about when life throws things at us that we’re not ready for, about what we’re supposed to do when we literally have no idea what to do.
Life’s messy.
Painful.
Confusing.
And my first reaction, honestly, is to go hide away in my room and look for a distraction.
It’s awkward to admit that, but it’s true. I want distraction over comfort, desperate feelings over peace, extremes over hope.
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