How I Know When I Need a Break
Sometimes My Brain Gets Too Full Sometimes everything is fine. And then… it’s not. Not in a big, loud way. More like my brain is a backpack… and someone keeps adding books without telling me. At first, it’s okay. Then it’s heavy. Then I don’t want to carry it anymore. The Quiet Gets Noisy People think I’m quiet. But inside, it can get really loud. Thoughts bump...


