A catalogue of a neurotic masochistic middle-aged woman's sorrow, stupidity and self-indulgence. Why I do this to myself is the perennial question. Yes I must be a masochist.
Thursday, 7 January 2016
Emotional Exhaustion
I'm emotionally exhausted. Drained. I don't know what I feel anymore. I can't sleep. Everything is in turmoil. But perhaps it will be alright tomorrow.
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