Thanks and love you all too.
I'm still trying. Just struggle to understand the point of everything. I do honestly wish most my life away. All day at work i just want to be home. Then at home exhausted and bored, then the weekend tired, bored and depressed. I honestly dont know what I want from life. Its scary. I really dont even know who i am, what i like or anything.
Everything ive ever done is entirely for the outcome. I never have and dont know how to enjoy the process. My dopamine receptors are burnt to death and now i need extremes to just tickle them.
Somewhere this all fits into my narrative..is it real or is it fueling some internal need and agenda?
I feel like my life is a big play act. Its not real. Thats why big decisions are nothing to me. My life is a game and my body just a character to mess with as i please. Its kinda fun to take chances, take risks, see how much i can get away with before i really hurt my body. Like im tempted to put my E in the thousands of pmol just to see what happens. Like take a chance at hurting my body...thats really exciting to me and makes me feel alive.
Damn i just dunno where my head is at!
I'll figure it out. I need to.
Love Charlotte 😻