#41 ·
I guess you could say I was already starting to feel the weight of everything back then. On top of that, I’d just gone through this breakup, and honestly, it felt like my whole world had just collapsed. So, yeah, I ended up moving back home. It’s actually pretty nice being back—my family really looks out for me and takes care of things, and we all get along great. I don't really spend much time thinking about moving out on my own anymore. Things were going relatively well until that big earthquake hit, which was also when I first started posting here... I actually had some plans in motion, too... but nothing much ever really materialized. Then the lockdown happened, and I think it just kind of grounded me in a bad way. It was like I suddenly realized that none of the stuff in my life actually mattered anymore. It was such a sudden downward spiral, and I can't even point to one specific thing that triggered it all.