Why do I find Mondays so hard?
I dislike waking up and realising that I have a whole week of pulling myself through whilst fighting my own head. Dissociation, avoidance, sadness… I have no pride in myself today and I feel stupid that I’m not handling things well today. I also feel guilty that I am still in my pyjamas and haven’t done anything yet.
I don’t like how I feel and I wish that I didn’t have to feel this way.