world's too sharp again.
one of those days where the constant restlessness is a bit worse. I used to call it stagnation... if I stayed still too long - geographically, mentally, career-wise, etc - I would feel this incrementally increasing desperation. I don't know if this is the 'chronic emptiness' of bpd or if it's just a common human experience. it's shitty because it sounds like I'm taking things like loved ones for granted but I'm not... it's a confusing longing for something I can't put my finger on
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