If I were an animal, I'd be a bloodhound.
I can smell mental illness.
I have come to despise how accurate my intuition is. I can virtually never say "I didn't see it coming". I always see everything that can go wrong, and the burden is that in life there are very few answers that come without negative side effects, so my life is largely composed of seeing my fears come true over and over again.
The worst of reality is how often there is no perfectly right answer.
It feels like such a huge responsibility to feel the weight of everyone's decisions, the weight of the consequences before they have happened where I have to try to use my influence etonorevent it but it's ultimately not my decision to make. It's overwhelming.
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