I find it hard to even function anymore. I’m stuck in the past. Stuck with longing for my life before. When I was a counselor at summer camp, when I lived at home when life was easier and I felt I had more things to look forward to. When I wasn’t constantly stressed all the time. When I had motivation to take care of my health and my body. I chase nostalgia in some of the most ridiculous ways. Something as simple as the smell of a certain type of deodorant that I used to wear sets me off. I know this is a bad way to think. Keeping your eyes on the future is the way to go, so I don’t want to hear anything like “just think about the future” or “stop thinking about that stuff” because trust me I would love to. I hate this. I really don’t even know what I’m looking for. Maybe just a desperate cry for help on how to deal with these types of things because there is no way this is normal.