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i think my job is making me dumb. in the sense that it consumes so much of my energy during the day that i dont feel like doing anything creative or anything else at all after i get off. i dont feel like reading news articles, i dont feel like watching movies or shows, i dont feel like finishing my books, i dont feel like sticking to my hobbies. i often find myself choosing the least taxing entertainment options: going out or hanging at a friend’s house, scrolling or going for a walk with an audiobook that i would mark dnf if i had picked it up in physical form. when you get accustomed to cheap dopamine rushes, your brain gradually atrophies, yet it’s so hard to rewire.

“Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?”

“If you care about someone, you’d be honest with them about everything no matter what it is.”

Actually? I’m kinda done with the yearning for a person. And I’m done with the romanticisation of that yearning. Maybe my soulmate was never born in this life. Maybe soulmates don’t exist. Maybe souls even don’t exist. Okay, I take that last one back.

“Don’t be the reason someone feels insecure. Be the reason someone feels seen, heard, and supported.”

“Sometimes you have to lose your mind before you come to your senses.”