my dad asked me this morning if everything was okay because i have not been my “usual vibrant self around my family” and asked if THEY had done something wrong
god everybody is so anti-solidarity now. they want their pain to be unique and without comparison as if that makes their suffering special and virtuous. we are all so much more alike than we are different. it’s no wonder there’s a loneliness crisis, what an isolating way to live.
have any of you ever been so horrifically mentally unwell that you constantly switch between wanting to tell nobody ab how bad it is and wanting to beg someone for literally any kind if help💀