I was thinking about my unexplainable sadness and how much that sort of thing tears me up from within. This led me to thinking about how horrid it feels but knowing it will pass for me, which then led me to thinking about how completely and utterly engulfed in darkness and hopelessness one would have to be to not be able to realise that what they’re going through will pass and choose to end...
Imagining how convenient my life would be if I lived somewhere between work and uni…
I’m still guarded. I can’t help it.