That feeling of helplessness is slowly clouding my mind. I want to get over it, but I feel as if it's a burden to some. To be honest, I don't know why I'm feeling like this. Maybe it's the fact that I finally see how horrible the world is now, despite me seeing the previous signs. That no matter how hard and good I look, the bad outweighs the good.
Someone brought this up to me recently and it's put me in a funk. Might go away for a while, don't know how long though. I'm not abandoning my stories and no, they're not up for adoption so don't bother asking. Who knows, this whole thing might blow over soon along with this whole funk of mine after a while. Despite the ups this year has had, there is more bad than good. It's all I'm really seeing at this point in time. Farewell everyone and please stay safe.