This is the worst part of my fucking broken brain: -I have finished working on projects on my to do list. -My kids are happy. -I honestly believe that the world isn't ultimately a bad place. -I am healthy. -My cooking lately has been fucking amazing. And yet...: -I am antsy. -I feel like screaming. -I feel nervous. -I feel like I don't care if I go on living. Just out of the goddamned blue. I am paralyzed by my brain. I can't do anything because even though I know I would never kill myself, I feel like doing anything could change my mind.














