September 3, 2022:
I don't want to be awake.
I go to bed as early as sunset, always exhausted. Awaken too soon, always too soon, wishing I could sleep longer, always with the same thought: This again. This again. Another day of this again.
One of my ADHD voices says on repeat: I hate everything. I hate everything. I hate everything. I hate everything.
I need to move to a sunnier home. To eat properly, get exercise, surround myself with color and friendship. Right now simply getting out of bed is an accomplishment.