I do a bit of compartmentalization and alcohol.

This is by far my favorite of all of these stories. It just reflects that feeling of utter uselessness.

Yesterday was one of the hardest days of my life. Woke up hungover on three hours of sleep to watch my kid (19 months) all day (stay at home dad), and mostly I just let him do what he wanted, be that throwing his toys everywhere around the house or going catatonic watching Bubble Guppies for an hour longer than he…

I walked to the statue of Lincoln in the park near where I work. I just stood for a while, and finally muttered “what the fuck dude” before I left. I talked to a statue. I just want to feel better than I do right now and I’m getting creative.

Do something nice for someone else for no reason. Be extra kind to strangers, even though you don’t feel like it. This helped me.

alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.

I’m keeping it together by constantly reminding myself that eventually everyone and everything on this earth will be dead and then the sun will swallow anything that’s left