So maybe now y'all understand why I don't go out much anymore. And can't lead the liberation.
I see these symptoms everywhere. Merely going shopping is a cognitive barrage of faces and involuntary stranger diagnosis. It makes me crazy to know how miserable everyone is. I can't go out for very long anymore.
It's so obvious it's mind boggling. All I can do is sit here and try to document it for others.
I can't seem to string a whole essay together right now, but I am less panicky lately and am trying to publish my thoughts one at a time.