It’s hard to find balance.
With every stimuli. Every moment pushing and pulling you while you also try to plan for the future, process your past, and help carry those around you.
You know why your tired? Because your soul never settles. It never gets time to catch up.
When all you want is the world is to feel settled. To feel at home. To feel whole. Crying leaves you unable to focus on your phone. Crying leaves you vulnerable and strong. Crying settles your soul long enough for you to figure out what the fuck to do.