For me it’s gone fast because I’ve been in a depressive fog and just haven’t done anything to distinguish one day from the next, so every day feels the same, and it flies by according to my memory.
Every day is the same bad news with different subjects and objects. Every day the same bad things happen, in different places to different people. None of it stands out anymore, it’s just a constant blur of negativity in a blender turning into a fine paste of shit to coat everything in awful sameness.
For me it’s gone fast because I’ve been in a depressive fog and just haven’t done anything to distinguish one day from the next, so every day feels the same, and it flies by according to my memory.
Every day is the same bad news with different subjects and objects. Every day the same bad things happen, in different places to different people. None of it stands out anymore, it’s just a constant blur of negativity in a blender turning into a fine paste of shit to coat everything in awful sameness.
Yeah. It all blends together as a blur of misery.
I feel you. Weeks passing without memories, what happened during them.