I always feel that I have a brain disease, a psychological problem, and that I cannot control myself;
What you want to do cannot be done, what you want is not available;
Maybe you are born with a fantasy, thinking that you have money, a house and time, traveling across the country, imagining how comfortable and successful you were at that time, your expectations are full, your dopamine is secreted, and you are so happy that everything is over. When you blink of an eye, you are still the same 24-year-old ordinary woman who can't even lose ten pounds, can't control her mouth, can't move her legs, wears round-framed thick lenses, and can barely support herself.
I would like to use this to record my own moments of chaos and disorder.
Intention: encourage oneself