Im sick. and as any other human being would say. i hate being sick unless you’re one of those pathetic people who actually anjoys having an excuse to lie around and do nothing. or find it as a free pass to be lazy. but you get it. i hate being sick i hate feeling weak, stressed and tired and somehow it irritates me more than usual, which is impressive considering im already irritated most of the time. i went to work anyway because i guess feeling sick wasnt enough of a reason to stay home. really smart. anyway eventually i stopped being cautious altogether and i dont even remember getting home. i just woke up there, so i guess my body decided it had enough and someone agreed. and the time couldnt be better becuae i have to go to the hospital tomorrow for other things. because of coruse i do. i cant just be sick once. No, there has to be something else somewhere waiting around the corner. and i hate this, i hate feeling sick and weak i hate being able to trust myself to do something as simple as go to work without eventually losing all sense of caution and waking up at home like somebody pressed the off button.
i hate hospitals and i hate being sick and i hate everything and i feel exhuasted.
fuck.
Sincerely, Not enjoying this.