No One is Going to Save Me, But I Still Wish They Would.

I don’t think I have ever felt so lost and so stuck in life as I do right now. Things that once brought me hope or joy no longer do, and I am so fucking tired all of the damn time. I feel like I need like three months off of work to just rest and create without an obligation to be productive, but I have no way to make that happen. It drives you a special kind of crazy to know what you need, but…