I remembered how I used to think of people with sz on the way home today.
It saddened me to realize how ignorant I was. It saddens me to realize how ignorant many people are. What saddens me the most is a small piece of me still wishes to go back to my self absorbed ignorance.
Being functional is not the same as having a clear head and I long so badly to be free of feeling like I’m walking through a dream with blinders on. I think what I miss the most is carefree conversation or not being pulled in different directions with every small decision.
I wouldn’t say that I’m feeling bad at the moment, but I would say that this very vivid memory has jolted me out of my comfort zone. Thought I’d share.