As with every late July/upcoming August, my brain just kind of. Stops. I don't feel up enough to do anything, and I don't feel functional enough to feel like I can contribute anything worth while at work. But I still try. Or at least I tell myself.

I am preparing to feel like an "only child" as my sister is moving for university in a few weeks. I feel trapped here, and her leaving makes it worse. I am going to be having to fill a living persons shoes (my sister) and a dead persons shoes (my brother) and god knows it might be better then actually being me.