About

It's a club, but mostly it's a feeling.

Once you've felt it, you know. That particular kind of tired that isn't really about sleep. The strange grief of a perfectly fine Tuesday. The way you can laugh at something and mean it, and still feel a little hollow underneath.

Feelings are not a flaw. They are proof that you are paying attention. And that is a rare and valuable thing.

You and I, we've felt things, seen things, and somehow kept going. That deserves to be acknowledged.

So welcome. You are not alone in this.

— Sad Sunday Club