I’m staring at the tattoo on my foot.
“I’m not sad anymore” it reads.
Normally if I’m feeling shitty, it helps to get me out of a funk, but tonight it’s not doing a thing.
I feel myself spiraling, back to a place of sadness, hopelessness and anxiety that I though I moved past months ago.
I’m losing my grip and I don’t know how to get stable again.
Hopefully going to Adelaide for a wedding this weekend will help me catch my breath, but I’m fearing it’s going to get worse and I’m fearing I might start to rely too much on alcohol again.
Hopefully I’m just tired
Hopefully I’m just overreacting