One of the weird things I noticed this last month, is that I find it easier to feel for other people than I do for myself. It’s like part of me allows me to feel and cry for them – but when it comes to myself, no way buddy-o.
I don’t know why. I don’t even have anything more to add. I guess I just needed to externalise the thought and validate it.
I’m sure I’ll keep overanalysing this in the back of my head for, well, ever.