for a lot of my life, when I have to make a moral decision, I pretend I’m on a Truman Show so that I feel like people are watching me make my choice.

during lockdown, my brain went a little wild with it. I didn’t believe I was on a Truman show, but it decided to play how along as if I were. I was explaining things I did out loud even though there was nobody in the house, if I thought they looked weird, stuff like that. I was worried that I was tipping into some sort of maladaptive daydreaming but it receded