is this what you call summer?

I think I'm a flounderer. In most of my day to day life I actually have no idea what I'm doing, where I'm going, or just an idea of anything at all. I feel like I'm falling a lot of the time too, like at any moment all the stress and bad things that have been happening will just cave in on top of me and I'll be like Atlas, holding the sky on his shoulders. Except of course, I'm a girl and instead of standing upright and holding it above his head, I'll fall to the ground and the sky will crush me.