Are not a good mix.
At all.

I felt like I'm on the verge of a major breakdown for a few days now. I actually was pushed over the edge for reasons I'm unwilling to detail openly, but I was almost hospitalized (psychiatric, I'm unharmed). I was going to admit myself but Flickie talked me out of it. We can't really afford me to miss that much work, even if it is about a week and a half's worth. Not yet anyway. We need more time having quit vaping. I think.

But anyway, I'm just not in a good place. I don't want to feel like this anymore. I want to rip off my skin and run as fast as I can for as long as I can. But I'm also exhausted. Exhausted from all the anxiety. The anxiety that stems from nothing. Nothing at all.

I just don't feel like I can do this anymore. I don't like how I feel and I don't know how to stop.