Stupid

 I don’t like today’s feeling.

It’s the kind where everything I touch feels wrong, every sentence feels forced, and the whole project seems ridiculous.

I don’t know if this is doubt, or burnout, or just… whatever happens when you care about something too much and suddenly can’t remember why.

I keep thinking, this is dumb, and it sits on my chest like a brick.

I don’t want to quit, but I don’t know how to keep going on days like this either.

So I’m posting this as proof that I showed up, even if I don’t feel like I have anything to offer.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

I hope so.