Bad news (like on tv) makes me really sad lately. It almost feels like nothing good is happening and the world is changing into some weird place where nothing good can ever happen.
I don’t know why I care so much about death or suffering of people I don’t know, I am not used to being this way. And most people aren’t. I am not blaming them, I think it’s only healthy to not take everything bad that happens in the world into your heart. There is only so much that one person can handle.
I cant sleep,
I have a huge insomnia issue. And I’ve tried pretty much everything to fix it with no medication. But still once or twice a week I am crying at 4 am in my bed thinking of the girl who was raped and murdered, and raped after her death too in February. Or the kids who burned alive recently.