Bedridden 💔

Been trying to get things done in my house because they’re coming to steam clean my carpet and I’ll be damned if activity doesn’t make my heart hurt.

Am I supposed to just keel over and die on the street now?

I’m fighting too hard for this life? 🤔

I know I owe you content 👀

I wanted to do more than “oh look a photo of me naked“ 👀

I’m always cold now 👀

“Tiredness” errrr extreme lethargy – literally have spent most days IN my bed under a heating pad

And the pain that was starting to go away I can feel consistently now because I’m fucking doing shit and pushing myself

All I want to focus on is my writing and my art

But all I seem to focus on is my broken fucking heart 💔


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