Something's Wrong (Trigger Warning for Depressed Thoughts and Mentions of Suicide/Self Harm {Not anything really bad or strongly worded, but still})
I'm wrong. I mean, I just can't do anything right. I've been moved into my apartment for a month and I still haven't finished moving all my boxes. Even my sofa and dresser are still in storage and all I have to do is call the moving company. That's it! My parents are paying for it cause my fiancé and all moved all their furniture but I can't even get on the website to get a quote. Why? Idk ask my fucking useless brain! I need to finish painting our bedroom. But I can't bring myself to open a damn can of paint. Why? Ask my useless brain it's convinced it's too fucking hard. I need to clean and organize. Something I fucking enjoy doing. But I can't and I don't fucking know why! It's the stupidest thing just fucking do it. I need to cook and meal prep and take care of myself, personal hygiene is important but my brain keeps telling me I can't! Or maybe I can but I don't have the energy. I don't. I don't have a