heavy.

that's the only thing that i can think of to label how i feel. i feel heavy. i feel like i have weights in my insides dragging me downward. the gravity of it is astounding. i feel heavy. i feel sick and i feel heavy. i feel at odds with everyone and everything. nothing feels certain except this constant, constant lethargy. i'm tired. i can't even think straight. i feel tired, i feel sick, and i feel heavy. what do i do with this? where do i go? i am just a broken-record girl. spitting out the same things over and over and who wants to listen to that, honestly, who will care? i am redundant. over and over and over i repeat myself. i feel redundant, i feel tired, i feel sick, and i feel heavy. an endless process, cyclical thoughts.