Wake me up when this ends

I can not wait until this all ends. The moving and job searching. I can not wait to finally be able to put roots down somewhere. To make a home for myself. To wake up and not dread going to work. Or not dread waking up. 

I can't wait to have stability in my life. To not feel like everything is falling apart. And to not feel like a disappointment to everyone. 

Lately, that is how I have been feeling. I know I know get over yourself. Grow up and that is life. And my favorite Don't be sorry be better. 

 Actually, the list goes on and on. I get told these things all the time. It does not help at all. Instead, it has the opposite effect. I start to just feel numb I guess. 

I want this all to be over now. 

I also really want food. Been living on eggs and rice every day. I miss eating food. Hopefully, in the next two weeks, I can finally go shopping for food. fingers crossed.