The Coriolis effect is making me nauseated. Wow. I am seriously bummed. I’m trying to tell myself that this is just the result of my imagination going crazy on me, but what it feels like is too similar to how I felt in the relationship when I sensed that sht was going down involving her. I also know that instead of investing energy into convincing myself it’s not true, the energy should be going into getting me to the point of, “Whether it’s true or not, I don’t care.” I’m not there. Instead, I wanna curl up and cry.

Please, God, please please please let this be over soon. I can’t be hurt by the same thing over and over again. I can’t do it anymore.