Despite the idea of being on quarantine and thinking that I’m supposed to have more “me time” its quite the contrary. People assume that because you are on quarantine that you have so much more time but its weirdly the opposite because they keep on dumping work on you. Sometimes it feels so overwhelming that leaving everything behind and not caring seems like the best option.
Sometimes, I just want to breakdown and cry in front of people but my pride is keeping me from doing so. Even if I don’t want to, I’m trying to persevere. How long should I try to endure this feeling of learned helplessness
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