Mental Health Day
I’ve been thinking in English the whole day. My mind’s a complete mess and I guees narrower vocabulary range makes it easier to shape my feelings into words.
Well, I fugured out how I feel. I feel like a piece of shit – exactly that crappy and even more miserable. Hell of a great thought to have on mind when I’m supposed to be happy! It’s as if I’ve forgotten what „happy“ really means. And I don’t even want to act happy.
