I've given up on knowing anything? i don't know what my plurality is, I don't know what name is mine. I don't know what's wrong with my body or brain, or what I eat, or my environment. I don't know of what I personally can do to be able to keep existing, though something might come up.
I'm sure it'd become so much clearer if i weren't stressed and fairly powerless
I don't know how long it'll take to get rid of this damned facial hair or if I'm doing it correctly