Drowning is a good word for it.

There is just so much that tends to pile up, you don't know which way is which and how to do anything.

I have realized that i preoccupy my personal thoughts with fantasy and wishful thinking.
Reality has become too much to deal with 100% of the time.
Reality has become so serious and yet such a joke.

To put it kindly, i am a magnet for the disaster and the pitifully lost.
I am not sure if i gravitate to it or if it gravitates to me.
Either way it is shitty and frustrating and impossible to avoid.