tbh, I think trying to improve my whole mental situation (which I realize I only posted about on my personal insta) might be adding more things to my reality than just what I'm trying to restore which is... scary, in ways. Mostly troubling. idk, maybe when I was a kid I wanted things I now don't remember wanting and haven't wanted since The Great Memory Obliteration. It's wild to live every day like you have multiple sets of histories, each one with severely limited memory space, each one trying to stretch further back but remembering less detail and less of now and between now and then, and you can only remember like, two histories at a time. At least I know where I am when I wake up now.
