It’s crazy how most days little things matter so much to you.

“Crap my shirt is wrinkled, I need a fill for my nails, time to touch up my roots.” Or maybe it’s having a bad hair day, or forgetting to bring your coffee to work.

It’s crazy how when you have something heavy weighing on you; a diagnosis, a death of a loved one or something to that extent, hearing complaints of such miniscule importance just makes your skin crawl in comparison to what you’re going through. Nothing minor matters anymore, this negative situation weighs on you so heavily you could go to work with no makeup and jammies on and not give a shit.

When you’re dealing with traumatic news, it’s crazy how nothing seems to matter but keeping yourself healthy.

Weird the way the mind prioritizes things.

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