okay, okay. that’s what i need to do. turn my full scope inwards. i’ve been exhausting myself worrying about the whole world! all it’s made me is bitter and confused, with a side helping of helplessness. it feels selfish, though, doesn’t it? but i can’t help anyone unless i’m fit to help, and i can’t be fit if i’m neglecting myself.
oh, i have been neglecting myself. my room is a reflection from inside, and a tornado would make it less chaotic.