People on this Reddit sometimes say they are being tortured or in Hell. It’s really a mystery to me, though, but sometimes I get a high fever or some other minor health concern and I can’t really see how people can suffer much more than that yet still act normal when we go out for lunch, etc. People say this reality isn’t real. My BFF will be moving to Nevada next year and I will be moving into the new house here in Hawaii. I feel like it’s unfair, though, how my friend defends the mentally ill after they act not nice to me and I don’t think they’re more worthy than people who don’t have mental illness. I really feel a slight dread that next year won’t be any better than this year now that omicron is discovered as well. I spent all day recovering from the side effects of the covid booster. Sometimes I miss the old days when I still set goals for myself and held onto hope when it came to work and relationships. It feels like I lost part of my sense of purpose with my BFF moving away and I wish things would get better again.