Sarkastickunt

I'm a middle aged girly girl looking for her place in this world. Or maybe just a seat on the bus. I have kids, or maybe it's more like my kids have me. I don't know. Eater of meat. Drinker of booze. Talker of all the shit. Also? I host a mean party.

I'm SARKASTICKUNT everywhere.
You should come find me.

I’m exhausted. This is day three and I’m already completely drained. I’m emotionally spent. I’m not sleeping. My appetite is off. I just feel horrible.

I haven’t been to the gym in four days. And I hate how dependent I am on it and how depressed I get when I can’t get there.

I’m moody. I’ve yelled at everyone and cried at everything and shouted all the expletives.

I hate my body and my insides and my hormones and the fact I’m in bed before nine and so tired I dozed off twice trying to write this.

All the SST. I got it.