My birthday is on Festivus and i know it’s a bs pop culture “holiday” but gotdamn all i want from my family is a formal airing of grievances. im just too angry to even sleep right now I’m so done with their bs.

I’m weary with this persistent, low-burning stress. I’m weary from eating nothing because everything makes me sick. I’m weary from putting off sleep because all that I can think about makes me miserable. I’m weary with my jaw always sore.