Thread

Some days, I feel like I’m holding it together with nothing but a frayed thread. Like, if one more mildly inconvenient thing happens—if I drop my phone, get a passive-aggressive email, or hear one more person say, “Everything happens for a reason”—I might actually lose it. Life right now is just… a lot. I’m exhausted, I’m overwhelmed, and I keep telling myself to push through, but honestly? I don’t even know what I’m pushing toward anymore.

It’s weird how you can be doing all the things—working, trying, showing up, pretending to be fine—and still feel like you’re running on empty. People love to say, “Just take a break!” as if that magically fixes everything, but taking a break doesn’t solve existential dread. And I know things could be worse, I know—but that doesn’t mean this doesn’t suck. It just means I’m tired of acting like it doesn’t.

So yeah, I’m hanging on, but barely. By a thread. A thin one. Probably unraveling as we speak. But I guess the thing about threads is… sometimes they hold longer than you think they will.

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