There is a time at the end of every quarter in school where I am all used up. All of my niceness, all of my critical thinking and ideating, all of my goodwill and support for others, like I literally don’t have anything left to give.
I have hit this block and I don’t have anything at my disposal that I normally do to get through it now that I am in a different city. I can’t go walk around my mall. I can’t go sit in the front yard. I can’t do any of my other usual coping mechanisms because they all seem so forced.
I feel like school, moving so quick, and the pandemic have finally gotten the best of me.
What do you all do in times like these?
Like I have so many pieces that need a little sprucing up that I could have finished and posted today and I just can’t do it. I hate it.
Welcome Home Love 