I shouldn’t tell you. It’s too much information maybe.
I feel like I’m sinking into a murky abyss.
Nothing is going right and it affects everyone around me.
I’m sinking and dragging everyone down.
I hit a telephone pole. Everyone is fine. The telephone pole is still standing
At some point, I will have to drive again. The boyfriend said I can’t afford a chauffeur.
I almost can’t spell chauffeur or write a single post because the abyss is taking over.
Is it too late to learn how to surf?