TFW you feel so agitated and restless sitting in the same spot for hours so you feel the need to stand up and move but then you don't do it anyway so you just sit there contemplating your life and what to do and begin to recall past memories and worry about your future and you remember you have a mental disorder so it's all fine because it's all normal to you but not to other people so they won't understand and will probably think you're a lazy narcissistic edgy idiot that has no plans in life but to play video games but then you go back to the reality that nothing is permanent and life is inherently meaningless and you realize that you're trapped in a constant state of despair and existential crisis pondering about the implications of your past actions as a mere speck of dust lost in time on a floating rock in space forever expanding into nothingness.