Every day just feels like another challenge to build upon from yesterday.

There's rarely any resolution. It just compounds from one day to the next. I really don't know how my mind has still even been remotely keeping it together. Some days I feel like I could just so easily break. There are fantasies about it all just being over and done with. Being gone and no longer my concern. I feel responsibility to leave it as nothing more than fantasy. But fuck if I don't feel most days like I'm just at my end.