It’s when I start and trash a dozen blog posts that no one will ever read.
It’s when I have to give myself a thirty minute pep talk to get back out of bed after showering in the morning.
It’s when I seriously debate just eating peanuts because making lunch is too much trouble.
It’s when I burst into tears because my dog had the audacity to lick me.
It’s when I just don’t care about the things that make me feel better.
It’s when even watching a movie takes too much energy.
It’s when my brain won’t shut off at night, leaving me tossing while it runs in circles.
It’s when I feel like giving up after only earning a 92% on a test.
It’s when the thought of cooking dinner makes me cry.
It’s when the rain falls and the tears pour and they all just meld together to wash me away.