I wish I could explain how tiring it is to live inside a head that never fully rests. Even during happy moments, there are thoughts, never ending cycle
There’s an episode of SpongeBob where he starts crying because he doesn’t want to be an adult anymore and just wants his grandma to make him cookies… that’s exactly how I feel right now.
I am fully convinced that 2019 was the last normal year we ever had. Ever since then, it feels like everything’s broken. Everyone is constantly anxious, time moves too fast, and nothing actually feels real anymore. The world as we knew it is just gone