This has taken me an absurd amount of time to answer because I’ve been feeling very much the same since December. I apologise. Maybe we can work through this together.

An inability to savour the sweetness of life flourishes inside of people who have been hurt too much, I think. Sinking into to a softer, safer place (say, inside of yourself) until the outside world becomes a drone of static noise is a damn good defence mechanism.

The trouble with thickly encasing yourself in a glass bulb is that the heat of your breath clouds the crystalline windows quickly. The longer you remain detached from reality, the harder it becomes to see. I’d recommend taking baby steps and never forgetting that you always, always have the power to make choices. Endeavour to be honest with yourself. Brutal honesty is incredibly important. Take a pen in your hand and list all of the things that are thriving in your mind’s shadows. There must be something outside of the shell that you’ve come to avoid — What are you afraid of? What are you hiding from? Take a slight step back from the glass window and ponder these things. In time the fog will dissipate. X