In a sense, and as in melodrama, killing yourself amounts to confessing. It is confessing that life is too much for you or that you do not understand it.
Albert Camus
Iām a support worker in adult social care with an open-ended curiosity in the nature of mind.
Thisness is a stupid made up word to point to the quality of the present moment however it is.
In a sense, and as in melodrama, killing yourself amounts to confessing. It is confessing that life is too much for you or that you do not understand it.
Albert Camus