Disclaimer: this is not a cheerful newsletter. talk of depression/suicidal ideation. feel free to skip to the bottom for recs.
Miraculously, we’re already in the last weeks of August. It’s funny how that happens, a year passing by as if it’s in a hurry to be over. I’ve been back home for a few weeks now. Perhaps unsurprisingly, some of my fears from my last Sunday newsletter came back to haunt me. You could say I’ve had some trouble adjusting. I feel as though, in one fluid motion, I’ve been shaken out of the deepest part of the REM cycle and then pushed into oncoming traffic. A feeling of disorientation and panic. I’m really struggling.