MARCH ALREADY!

Just recovered from a mental breakdown this morning.

I realised it is March already. Then I thought about what I have achieved this year so far.

Then I thought about all the things I want to do and achieve before I'm 30. And for a moment I thought I was already 24. I had a mini anxiety attack. Then my brother reminded me that I'm 23. So I felt a little better – like I'd saved myself a year.

But I'm still feeling a bit anxious. I can sense the sad-anxious-confused-mood-creature creeping up into my head space. This is not good.

Tea. 

Here is the sad-anxious-confused-mood-creature. It is confused about what kind of creature it is.