Lately I’ve been unbelievably angry.
Even the tiniest thing makes me want rip everyone’s head off. My mother was sick for a couple of days and I tried to help her as much as I could. But of course she had to complain about literally everything.
This week I should have gone back to university but I wanted to take another week for myself, relax, get into the mindset of going to Venice almost everyday but people had other plans.
They asked me to do stuff, go outside of the house, go grocery shopping and more. I just wanted to have a nice morning to myself, drown in books and TV shows and not think about the imminent start of the semester.
And yesterday I found out my boss put on the internet a video of me speaking in English and introducing myself. I was literally shaking. Being on camera puts me into a vortex of straight-up misery. It is my actual nightmare and filming it gave me nightmares for days.
Things piled up on top of each other and I will explode in the forseeable future.
I’ll go watch Brooklyn Nine Nine now. It’s the only thing that calms me down.