May 9, 2020
I get annoyed by the smallest things, it's like a hobby or muscle memory, it's all I know how to react. I'd like to say this is the old me but it's still very much the me of now. I try to be kind and understanding but it's challenging. Look at me whining. I treat myself kindly, too, I feel like that's important. To speak to myself gently and not spew out hurtful words especially when I wake up late and not have enough time to do stuff, I feel like I'm wasting sunlight getting up at 3 p.m.