Writing without stopping, still feeling completely lost and overwhelmed and angry at everything around me being against me but what if it’s me that’s actually doing all the “against me”? Thinking and making it impossible to focus on doing just one thing at a time and doing stuff for my owngrowth but rather using everything else around me as excuses to not be able to get anything done? What if I’m my own worst enemy? So hard to admit that but maybe there’s a grain of truth in it and if only I allow that thought to sink in then I’ll be able to stop it from happening and start actually thinking creatively again.