Just floating between the feelings of ‘social anxiety at an all time high so that every cell of my being is drenched in imposter syndrome while trying to operate in this shell of myself’ and my ‘not quite healed inner teenager rife with the digital trauma of being outed via spyware in 2007, therefore can’t promptly answer any of the plethora of inboxes we now have and constantly feel behind or thinking I’m ruining relationships because others feel offended I’m ignoring them’ yet ‘yearning to turn my pain and self imposed loneliness into art and social commentary but struggling to break through the resistance of my own lack of self belief and executive dysfunction’ and just like... being kinder to myself, ya know?