Existential Meltdowns

I suddenly am having this heavy mob of people in my chest screaming and partially fainting, gasping for air. Is it that bad of a day that I am going through, because it isn’t really so bad (despite that this is the second blog of the day); or my chest is lacking of oxygen?

Anger management is required. Every single thing that Kitty does just seems to piss me off for some reason.  And this introverted self seems to by such psycho-charismatic extreme that just waiting for the time to snap where then sizzle into those dramatic noisy firecrackers seemingly prosperous during Chinese New Year.

Why is this compulsion of internal error seems so natural to me that it has to happen more than 5 times to actually feel normal?  I AM PFFFFFFTTTTTTT!!!!!

The question is, is this being prosperous to self?

Note to Self: Slip on Selena Gomez’s Revival and soothe yourself down. Pretend that you do own your own island surrounded by clear water and calm waves.  Smile.  And the whole world is beautiful again. 


Author: momsthetruth

Struggling INFJ living in broad daylight and pretends she sleeps through the day like a vampire but knows nothing about Twilight, aside of that hairy beast thing that changes when the girl he can't have does something that can get herself killed.

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