What shall I complain about next.
I was so engrossed in one problem, I did not realize the rug was slowly being pulled from underneath me.
And at the very last moment, tugged with such force that it made me fall on my back.
Unsure of how to react.
Life never goes the way you planned it.
You can never plan for the things you did not anticipate.
We are limited in our knowledge of things that would happen.
I'm overthinking it.
Coupled with the other problem, my brain is a downright mess right now.
It did not affect me that badly in the beginning, but now that I let it, I can't seem to break free of these shackles on my brain.
I need to realize in both problems, there is almost nothing I can do that I have not already done, and just see things through.
Such a mess, I am.
How did I become this way.
I had no problems whatsoever in life. I was just minding my own business.
And then life decided to take a turn for the worse.
You could say that I was partly to blame. Yes, that's true.
But I don't believe I had a choice.
Enough thinking. There's been too much of that already.
Starting tomorrow, I'm going to live my life as carefree as can be.
No more pointless non-stop pondering on what would be the best course of action.
No more ridiculous imaginings of fictitious scenarios.
No more of all these nonsense that make me stressed out for no real reason.
No more stressing out on what could be, what might be, and what will be.
I shall live my life the way it should be lived.
In reality. Not in my head.
Whatever happens, happens.
Plans work only to a certain extent.
Time to live in the moment.
After posting this initially, I decided to read some of my posts from the previous months, and I'm so glad I did. I was an absolute wreck back then. This is nothing. I'm sure by tomorrow I'll be fine. Also, reading the previous posts makes me feel like such a sap, so that means I've recovered tremendously well. Yeay! Here's to further improvement in my mental health. Haha.