I feel like I’m about to snap. Like I’m an over-wound spring on a watch, but it’s not going to be comical when I break.
I’m trying to keep it together. Trying to find things to occupy my mind. Meditation, sketching, Sudoku and Animal Crossing.
Since the Covid-19 pandemic social distancing – quarantine whatever this is I realize how alone I am. There are other people living in my house so I don’t mean alone in a solitary sense. More of an isolated sense.
But that’s is really my own doing. I don’t share what I think or feel. I’ve discovered sharing prompts 2 reactions. The “Fix It” and “Well, that’s on you”. To avoid them, I keep quiet. So ultimately, my feelings of isolation “is on me”.
Then I think about why I have this blog. It’s tied to some of my art and hobbies, but there’s little to no traffic. I can write this in a journal and end up having a burn party once a year, getting rid of everything so my words are never read. I think about completely overhauling it. Or deleting it altogether.