I feel like I'm in a completely different headspace than most people around me. I feel like no one really lives authentically and everyone is checking off their to do list before they work to death and die. What happened to life being about adventure or seeing new places or trying new things? Why is everyone hyper concerned about "being an adult"? It's like the child has died in everyone. I feel so disconnected and cut off and fucking lonely. It's turning me into a miserable person. I know it is. I can't stand to be on Instagram for more than five minutes because it's all "look at us being a couple" "oh look at our house" "oh look we are getting married" "oh look were having a kid" etc. I'm trying hard to not let these feelings show, but last summer I feel I was a lot happier and my soul wasn't as starved. Delete my social media. Change my name. Move 1000 miles away. Throw away my phone. Live on the beach. Start over. Sounds pretty fucking good.
