It jumps from one thought to the next like everything is urgent, like if I don’t figure it all out right now something bad will happen. Old conversations. Things I should’ve said. Things I shouldn’t have. Future problems that don’t even exist yet. It all piles up until I feel exhausted just lying still.
Overthinking isn’t dramatic. It’s grinding. It’s the same loops playing over and over while I’m fully aware they’re pointless and still unable to stop them. I try to distract myself. I try to breathe. My mind just finds something else to chew on.
Some nights it feels like my head is a room with too many people talking at once. No one is listening. No one is leaving. Just noise.
I don’t need answers tonight. I don’t need clarity or growth or perspective. I just need my brain to be quiet for five minutes. Just enough to rest. Just enough to feel human again.
That’s all.