I keep filling my days with noise, with work, with anything that keeps me moving. Because in the quiet, everything I’ve been trying not to feel comes rushing back.
Turns out, coming home really does bring me peace. I just know that my dad watches Chinese dramas all the time, while my mom works out every Tuesday and Friday. Somehow, knowing their little routines makes me miss home and especially my room so much. 🥹🏠
Currently running on zero energy, zero motivation, and a concerning amount of tears.
Everyday said: “let’s drain her physically AND mentally.”
and unfortunately… it worked. 😭
