I not ok with all the messed up stuff they’re doing either. I think it’s grim, but I think a lot of people go mentally ill because they believe they’re completely helpless. I’ve been in that mindspace before, things stabilize once I told myself that I care, but not enough to go insane for it.

I have multiple other things I also find interesting, I don’t want to needlessly crucify myself for a cause. It feels like stranding the people and the things I love.

You’d struggle to straighten things out when your brain is making dark scribbles.

Not sure if you get where I’m coming from.