being low empathy really is such a thankless existence like you're born and the world goes "hi. you're a horrible soulless monster unless you do these things" and you go "okay that sounds not great" so you learn to act against your nature and you learn to act against your nature and you learn to act against your nature and the gift you get for that is that the world goes "the fact that you're trying makes you evil" and you go "but this is what you told me to do" and the world goes "yeah"

when you're wondering what it'd be like if everything was different but then you remember thoughts have no impact on the world

the moral of the story is that it is impossible to live

"i'm not myself right now" is such a funny phrase. like am i ever

(fails to articulate one thought) is anything actually possible or is it all just futile