I was genuinely interested in this game... But of course, we can't have nice things...
Still relevant. My health is whack rn and my mental health is suffering because of it. I'm trying some things in hopes of getting better, but energy levels are unpredictable. And the longer I stay away from the tablet, the harder it is to get back. Maybe some silly little creature doodles...
Why does seeing someone else doing what I wanted to be doing feel bad? They didn’t have my obstacles. And what they’re doing isn’t “mine”; it’s theirs. Whatever I do after a rest and a bandaging is still mine.
Brains are weird and I feel like I’m hunting for parking brakes on my life.
If you figure out what the thing that makes you happiest is, you will make it with such unparalleled enthusiasm that it will be impossible for people not to notice in a way that will be so much more memorable than treating yourself like a branded product before you figure out who you are.