It has been six weeks since my car has broken down and without it I have been miserable. I can barely move as it is with my back being injured for almost five to six months but at least with my car I could escape the house of my own free will (I would go for walks but … my back haha). If I had my car, I could at least sleep in it when things got too crazy in the house. Instead, I have raging cases of insomnia, nightmares, headaches, and restlessness.
I haven’t been my usual playful self in a long time. All I ever do lately is telling myself that I have to keep my head above rising water.