The whole problem with the world
is that fools and fanatics are
always so certain of themselves,
but wiser people so full of doubts.

Coming to accept, and dwell once more within a shared mental space, has been the most beautiful revelation of my life.
Realising the causes of my animosities, the simple reality of "wasn't right for me". It all grants such a serene sense of relief.

And yet in it comes still, the ever-crushing loneliness.
But nevermind, confidence has grown since finding myself, it will not ever be as it used to be, ******** you all.