It seems like I will remain at the status quo for all eternity. Or for the lifespan of the defective meatform that I inhabit, anyway.
Yep, even with all the years of personal self awareness of certain issues and the failure of the mind to stop, even after years of therapy — I am still at exactly the same awful place I was before.
This is not good. Not good at all.
Attempts to find other venues are dead ends, although there is one thing left to try. As far as I know. What I need may very well not exist in this world, but it has appeared in writing in works that may or may not (probably not) be describing the real world.
These rants are an important release foor my energy, so I must do them. Bear with me. They are written so that you will not know what I am on about to protect any other lifeforms that may or may not be involved. If there are any. Bots count.
I don’t like what I did. The bigger picture is not so sporty, either.
Thing is, I think I could help.
As they say, thime will tell.