Curse of the Status Quo

So I just did some math.

This week,

according to the numbers,

I've consumed on average

375 calories a day.

Call it 500.

I have no appetite;

I'm stressed;

It's hot;

I'm ill.

This relapse is

not like the ones I know.

It's so subconscious

I'm drowning

trying to fix it.

I tremble as I write this.

I don't know how I get through the day.

But I do know,

there is a mountain

of responsibilities

that I must manage

regardless.

I can't just over medicate

and play games

when I'm stressed.

I can't rest when I'm sick.

I must bare it all,

for both of us.

I'm being crushed

by this mountain.

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