Lately I’ve been feeling really overwhelmed.
With everything going on in the world, my friends and family back home have been checking in a lot. I genuinely feel so loved and supported by them and it means everything.
But being far away while they worry about me, thinking I’m living alone, just adds another layer of heaviness. I want to comfort them, but I’m also trying to keep myself steady.
And then there’s the people around me at work…they say I’m too aloof or distant. Like I’m the issue but no one can actually tell me what the issue is. Just vague feelings and judgment, like I’m wrong for coping the way I do.
It’s a strange thing to feel deeply loved from far away, and misunderstood right next to you.
I know I’ve been posting a lot of sad stuff lately, sorry if that’s been heavy to see. I’m just trying to process everything the only way I know how right now.
But being far away while they worry about me, thinking I’m living alone, just adds another layer of heaviness. I want to comfort them, but I’m also trying to keep myself steady.
And then there’s the people around me at work…they say I’m too aloof or distant. Like I’m the issue but no one can actually tell me what the issue is. Just vague feelings and judgment, like I’m wrong for coping the way I do.
It’s a strange thing to feel deeply loved from far away, and misunderstood right next to you.
I know I’ve been posting a lot of sad stuff lately, sorry if that’s been heavy to see. I’m just trying to process everything the only way I know how right now.
31-35, F
