Yeah that's where my head went too. I've dealt with a pretty middle-of-the-road amount of hardship... wasn't born with a silver spoon up my ass or anything, but no Hollywood-esque trauma arch either. Still, looking back over even just the past decade, there's a lot more bad than good popping into my brain.

And the cool part? I already can't recall details from a lot of that shit. Just fuzzy concepts that my brain has filed into the fuck-it box and now I don't have to worry about them cuz I'm literally incapable! Woohoo!

Being fully conscious of all that, all the time... that would absolutely destroy my mental health. Fuck that!