this is weird, but within this unjust/ sadness/ anger, there’s actually some sort of relief that i feel? i am so tempted to think about the logic behind this emotion like i usually would (ya, and replay everything in my head), but this time i guess i’ll just leave it as it is. in case i lose this suprisingly, somewhat comfortable(?) emotion after giving it a proper thought. being too rational isnt good, maybe.

acceptance feels better than having to doubt/make guesses? yea... this is probably it.