This morning I cried, quite literally, over spilled milk. Because I'm tired. And here's why that's ok.
Tag: mental health
Not OK
I felt like I was staring down the tunnel of forever, with nothing but blackness, there was no end, only darkness.
And then it happened
I was driving when it popped up on the dash
"Service due"
And that was it
The beginning of the end
The Honest Pirate 