I just can't seem to shake the habit of disappointing everyone around me and myself.

I'm in QLD but I can't escape myself even if I hold my breath underwater and wait for the light to come in from between the cracks in my slowly opening eyes.

I am not built to look after myself and that disappoints everyone.
I just spent three days with my mother and I just can't shake the fear.

This week is a mess. A complete shit fight.