Sometimes I feel like I’ve lost rationality. Horrible things happen in the world, not somewhere far, but right here, in front of us and I literally can’t force my brain to worry. I’m still stuck somewhere in the past. Nothing really made sense. It’s not that I’m struggling and not enjoying life, no, sometimes I’m quite happy and look normal, I laugh and party and work hard for my ‘goals’ but deep down I know that’s just inertia. I’ve lost myself. I’ve questioned myself and I’m still there, stuck in the chaos, unable to accept the reality.:::🌬