u/macabreomens

How many times have you walked past the past? Stripped of the specifics what remains is a belittling haze, an echo chamber for your darkness. It is full of the many lives we didn't live for the one we live.

Just the title. I hope that's a flex. All of that while going through mental health struggles and alcoholism that I'm fighting to this day. 3 of those years were spent burnt out, incapable to keep working.