A digital journal

133 mph

I haven’t hit escape velocity yet, but I was closer. It’s a nice feeling to go lightheaded from the g-force; for a little bit, all that matters is staying on the road and conscious. Today was bad enough that while on call with friends I got so stressed and overwhelmed that I just went nonverbal for like 40 minutes. I played guitar for a bit and when I came back I just couldn’t speak, so I sat quietly in call. Sometimes I just get blindsighted by things and it hits me out of nowhere. It’s like that tweet “you people can’t do anything” (@ adhd people struggling with like Halloween costumes or something lmao). Don’t even sweat it man. Don’t even trip.