2025 feels like the year of failure for me. Everything is piling on, realizations of having less time with the things and people I love. I feel like I’m stuck in a hole in the sand, the more I try to climb out the more sand keeps falling in.
I know there’s worse things that could happen, worse things are happening but I can’t shake this impending feeling of doom and it sucks.
I guess— how do you deal with feeling like the bad things never end? Will they ever end?