No, you are probably not lost.

its probably a normal sign for the economy that all of my adulthood fantasies are like "imagine having your own kitchen living room and bathroom to decorate" "what if i could get on a train" "maybe one day i could purchase a sturdy pair of shoes" "i should save and invest in a single bicycle"

i don’t have anything normal to say

Midcentury fact: people in the 1970s were happier because conversation pits allowed gatherings closer to the earths center and therefore encouraged psychic healing. They also had many narcotic drugs

all i do anymore is display symptoms

they won't tell you this in therapy but sometimes the best way to stop catastrophizing/anxiety is to interrupt your spiraling with "girl what the hell are you talking about"

(in love with you) (bursting at the seams to talk to you) (heart teeming chest aching) hey how are you

missing The Character is a strange thing because yea there's always the option to go back to their source material or looking at art or reading fics but it's also like i can't just call them up like i would a friend to see how they're doing and that's the frustrating part of it