Grab a tarp, a sleeping bag(s) and a good friend

Go innawoods or somewhere away from society, make a campfire, eat some canned beans and sleep under the stars, maybe under the tarp if you have to

Make sure it takes a lot of pgysical strain to get to the place, doesn't even need to be far from society

Just go to the other side of town or to another town by foot

Could take like 3-5 hrs

That's enough

After the next day you'll sleep like a baby

The trip makes you appreciate your usual bed, your covers etc.

Works for me everytime

My life is a cringe compilation

same tbh

Think this is the pill I've taken since july

indeed

I feel like emotions terribly spent. Ive raised a church into a cathedral but I myself sunk in the mud as the result of supporting it.

Why do I feel like I should be recognized? Why is jealousy kicking in? Or is it fear? Maybe fear is masking itself as jealousy - so it can get me to believe everything will be okay.

A simple emotion - within a night, has changed me.

I pushed someone out so far to where I’m just a simple hello now, a fond memory.

It’s my fault. I wallow in my own creation.

This is the final step to absolution. The lonely road.

It’s eerily inviting but I don’t know if I should take that leap and abandon the old and embrace solidarity

I need to confine myself somehow, from these people to prevent further damage.

I wish I could just man up and apologize thoroughly.

The coming days are going to be hard and I don’t think I’ll get any better until the 27th. Only then will I get recognition. I want something verbal - I want somebody to tell me they truly love me, somebody close to me so I can have that support.

God I might be depressed.

Christ guide me in these perilous hours.

Don't worry Maine, you'll get there soon enough.

We all can make it, that includes you.

I just want to be respected. No more airless compliments.

Damn it man

I feel like Arthur Morgan

I am afraid.

You'll be alright, we've all felt this way at one point. You can get through this

I’m suppose to be excited for my birthday but I’m prepared for dread

People only like me out of pity. I’m treated like a hazard - a literal autist in public.

Maybe this is what it feels like to be autistic? Maybe they just don’t know?

When's your birthday?

It’s on the 27th of this month

I need to celebrate Alfred’s feast day as well which is on the 26th

3 more days.

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Good luck brother/\.