What's the theme of my life? What's my character arc? I have to frame it like this bc not to do so is unbearable, to face the bleak emptiness that there is nothing, no overarching plot, it's unbearable. But who am I among this all? I am tired of the humdrum. I am tired of isolation. When do I get to confess my deepest darkest shames and secrets and be cared for despite them? When does the next act begin? When do I get to try to heal?
















