i'm.no.supergirl

I'm exhausted.

I'm constantly running. and, I'm constantly running late, at that.

Home to school. School to job 1. Job 1 to job 2. Job 2 back to school. School to home. Sleep for a couple hours, and repeat.

Times is really getting the best of me, or lack there of.

And just in time for the eerie holiday, I feel like a zombie. Eyes glassed over, and absolutely zero motivation.

I just want to climb to the top of a mountain and scream...

"I can't do all this anymore! I'm growing up and I've got more things that occupy my time."

I feel like I'm being tugged in too many directions.
And I know I'm the reason this is happening... I should've known this was too much.

Can I just not say no? Do they not understand I have a life? You just can't let anyone down, can ya, Tori?

I'm no supergirl. 

And I've got to lighten the load. or I'm going to drown.

This is me. Throwing a pity party? Maybe. Being real. Definitely.