I just got back from a lovely 4 day trip to the beach. I wish I could do that once a month. It was so nice to get away for a few days.
I'm picking myself apart again. Driving home yesterday, I got this horrible overwhelmed feeling. I can't explain it. It's been so hard. I have peace but I'm not okay sometimes. Sometimes, I wish I could just hit something until it feels as bad as I do inside.
I need a hobby. Like...painting. Or something.
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