The Onset

The store opens in 45 minutes and I am having one of ‘those’ days. A day where to type in this blog requires motivation and my get-up-and-go is gone. I can barely scratch it down.

I want to dodge and reject shit. I want to ‘tune out’ the government that has called me several times, I want to ‘pay no mind’ to the officer from the Human Rights Commission, I want to ‘pooh-pooh’ all the products that need entering into the store’s system, I just don’t want to ‘do responsible life’ today. I want to bury my head in the sand.

I am feeling unquestionably overwhelmed. I have so much to accomplish but the dread of disappointment has anxiety taking the wheel.

I seen her speaking on an Instagram post last night. Speaking a truth that does not reflect her behavior. The community applauds while I am portrayed as the maker of trouble, the negative one.

That post was the onset of my emotional mood of today. The conclusion. Fuck.

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