life has been throwing too many lemons at me. there is no lemonade. just a pile of rotting lemons and one exhausted man who is too tired to exist. if he gets more tired it would probably tear a hole in reality or something it shouldn't be possible to exist like this
one medical scare and a lot of anxiety later, i'm fine in terms of that. so like yay, good news, but also wow thanks life i got enough to deal with can you just not. At least it was diagnosable and turned out to not be serious. today was not fun.