Mood diaries #14

I had a meltdown today because I couldn’t find where I had put my notebook.

A very silly reason to break down for, right? But I’m scared that such a small reason could easily break me into pieces.

Because this is certainly not a good sign. The more I actively try to keep myself occupied and stress free, the more my mind seems to be resisting. Like it’s trying to pull me back into our familiar labyrinth of misery.

All this. I’m worried for me. I don’t know what to do. How to stay unhurt. I just don’t know.