[Maybe I need to be disillusioned to push past my false beliefs. Isn't the first stage of wisdom letting go, either voluntarily or forcefully? So that I can grow back stronger. And more sagacious.
I will derive power from my wounds. I will learn from life's bad deals. Alas, I think I'm a slow learner.]
You start to really delve into your head and begin the mindfuck. But then your cat comes over and you feel better? Yeah, me too.
Always remember, depression lies.