This is the straw that broke the camel’s back.

I have to decide WHO I’m going to be, once and for all. I’ve driven myself insane trying to juggle all of these things and I can’t anymore.

What’s most important to me will rise to the top of the list.

Some of the things falling off of the list are things I need to close out and things I need to stop promising others I will keep doing when I can’t anymore.

I know I need to prioritize. It’s hard when your people-pleasing OCD won’t let you sleep OR work on anything that’s due. And don’t forget that bitch, ‘Depression’.

I can’t do what I used to anymore. I have to transfer clients to someone who can handle things better than me. Too many new commitments. I’m at my limit. I’m so tired. I’m barely standing. Breathing is a job. This is ridiculous.

And in the end, it doesn’t even matter… (Linkin Park got that right).