I feel like I’m having an existential crisis on an almost weekly basis now. I don’t feel like I’m where I want to be, I’m too picky and hard headed to have a relationship, I feel like my coworkers are starting to hate me, and I’m about to turn 24 and I’m living with my parents (which makes me feel like I’m in high school again).
Idk. I know there’s no rule book for life, but I can’t help but feel like I’m doing it wrong. Like I’m regressing or something.