sunday night mental breakdowns
a weekly ritual at this point
becaue i cant take another week.
i pretend its alright -
that i open my laptop the second i get home
and close it at 10pm
rushing to go to bed on time
so i can start again the next day
every day, i go through the ritual
every week, i await the weekend
busy saturdays
and silent sundays
but the silence is never silent
i always end up in the same place
the same app
the same feeling
the same thoughts.
i cant keep going like this
and i know its just the sunday night pessimism
or am i just out of the
systems of propoganda i built for myself?
to keep working for some invisible goal
to never stop until... until what?
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 3:30 PM UTC
sunday night mental breakdowns
a weekly ritual at this point
becaue i cant take another week.
i pretend its alright -
that i open my laptop the second i get home
and close it at 10pm
rushing to go to bed on time
so i can start again the next day
every day, i go through the ritual
every week, i await the weekend
busy saturdays
and silent sundays
but the silence is never silent
i always end up in the same place
the same app
the same feeling
the same thoughts.
i cant keep going like this
and i know its just the sunday night pessimism
or am i just out of the
systems of propoganda i built for myself?
to keep working for some invisible goal
to never stop until... until what?
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