I gave up on everything I used to enjoy doing that once meant to me, I know spend most of my time daydreaming, listening to music, or doomscrolling, I can’t get myself to do anything, at all.
I drink to reach a state of unconsciousness, and then fall or take a blow, once I am no longer able to think or feel. That is how I could die with my eyes closed. The other technique is to rationalize what I am living through.
More importantly, we explore the troubling pattern in which empathy can transform into identification, leading people to dismiss facts, ignore evidence, and create alternative realities that feel more comfortable than the truth.
I'm gonna lose my fucking shit. I hate her! I actually genuinely hate her sometimes, she's an abusive fucking loser who would spend all her money on drugs when we were kids and yelled and slammed things constantly. And she can never take responsibility for how she acts, she alway