I haven’t worked in months. I went to work one night this week and it was average, that stuff normally doesn’t bother me because I’ve had bad nights, good nights, and everything in between. Money will always come.

So why can’t I bring myself to go?? I started putting on my makeup and had an anxiety attack of heavy breathing, got hot and sweaty, and started crying.

The thought of talking to people drained me in that moment. I’m also so stressed because I’m moving this month and searching and applying for apartments is putting me through it. I wish I could say months of taking a break re-energized me and I’m a bad bitch girl boss but I truthfully hate working and wanna die. I feel like a failure.

I hope everyone’s Friday is abundant <3