That moment when you spend a lot of time either sleeping, cuddled up in a blanket while snuggling with a large stuffed animal just to get the feeling of hugging someone you really love because quarantine sucks and you have no love life and are full of issues and you're so tired of being alone and all you want to do is just hug someone and make some nice friends and hug those friends too but you can't because they're all online and the world is falling apart so you spend countless hours trying to reciprocate feelings you thought you didn't have anymore all the while trying to ease your anxiety and dysphoria and lying about being happy all the time and when you finally open up you just want more hugs because everyone's so sweet and supportive and you're only real escape from the sadness is sleep and sleep brings you so much comfort and happiness, not because you're lazy, but because you feel like you actually belong there and not in this godforsaken world.
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