Sometimes I just feel sad.
There are reasons, endless reasons, though I don't always know what they are. It's vague. Sometimes it will be one specific thing that is top of the pile & I think that if I can solve the problem it will go away, but it doesn't. The combined weight of everything else, all the niggling back-of-mind crap is what makes it so unbearable, is what drags me down.
It comes in waves. It's almost predictable, yet every time when everything becomes too much I drown. I'm never prepared. Where the hell is my life-raft? Surely someone must have sent help by now, I've been out here for too long.