It's fascinating how fast my brain can betray me. One minute, I'm feeling pretty good and relatively content. An hour later, I have severe anxiety and start wondering what's the fucking point as I spiral into an existential crisis. None of the facts of my life have changed in that time. I just look at them differently.
I suppose my goal is to figure out how to change my perspective from "FUCK EVERYTHING" to "Life is Good." I used to be really good at re-framing and seeing alternate perspectives. I'm not sure why my brain is going on strike about it now. And why does it keep insisting to slant to a negative bias?
