I am feeling frazzled and fragile today. Everything is just so fucking relentless at the moment. Work, study, fucking cleaning the fucking house, friends, boyfriend, gym, eating healthy... I feel as though all of the plates are falling from their spinning sticks and shattering on the floor.
I have so much to do and all I want to do is go back to bed and hide under the covers. With Netflix and chocolate.
How you parents do it, I'll never know.