Yesterday was a spectacularly shitty day!
So I made a comic about it, hoping it would make me feel better.
It did not make me feel any better, and today, while not as bad, was still pretty awful. But I guess technically it was better? I think being alive is just wearing me down.
Does anybody else feel like that?
Like just living is too hard?
Not in a suicidal way, but in a “man, I could really use a week off to just…rest.” way.