Originally Posted by
LUCPIX
Not to be melodramatic or anything but, to me, the stereotypical idea of joy is almost always a false promise; it's like when you reach one of those "ops, now you're breathing manually",sort of, and you realize that the more self-conscious about your own subpar supply of dopamine, the less you're capable of feeling anything, like, because now you're perceiving everything in your life thru more concrete and dimensional lens instead of like the extra spice of life that comes from a happy mind and fuels actions and the idea that we're more capable than the little voices in our head incessantly tell us, kind of, when like you're too involved in actual feelings to even be realistic, like, even though being happy also means being real, like,
We'll make through this! :')