I’m looking back on years of experience and what I’ve learned, and I feel like I can’t make anything out of it anymore.
Kind of just feels like nonsense and the ultimate point bing that I can’t get too attached to people. I want life to be so much more. Every tome I go through trauma though I get more resigned and this has really been a massive breaking point.
This is going to sound so vindictive and I guess it is, but it really bothers me the people responsible for contributing to this are never going to understand or face comeuppance. I thought I was better than this. Maybe I was and I’m not anymore. Progress isn’t linear but going back on years of mental development…..
Kind of just feels like nonsense and the ultimate point bing that I can’t get too attached to people. I want life to be so much more. Every tome I go through trauma though I get more resigned and this has really been a massive breaking point.
This is going to sound so vindictive and I guess it is, but it really bothers me the people responsible for contributing to this are never going to understand or face comeuppance. I thought I was better than this. Maybe I was and I’m not anymore. Progress isn’t linear but going back on years of mental development…..