Bleeeh

How do you solve what feels unsolvable? The idea that you've put yourself into position you can't get out of and feel as though will drag on you for a while. You'd think with all the thinking you'd put into it you'd be able to escape, but even with that you fall right back into the same mode without fail. Uttering "I can't" won't do and the irony of the whole thing is probably funny. Only I don't get the joke. Pick up my things on the way out and make sure I close the window I guess and all this right before that thing I didn't give a shit about*

The whole thing is like a gift that's been peed on. The shit stinks and I kinna rather not open it.

*I really gave a shit about.