Something happened to me over the past few days when I was sick, lying on my deathbed I call my couch. I binge watched so much DareDevil I truly believe superheroes exist; I’m going to constantly watch the shadows from now on.The hallucinations from my medicine didn’t help, but at some point yesterday or Friday night, I felt this overwhelming realization I have yet to make a difference in my family during my adult life. It made me extra sick, well depressed, having realized that. I can’t explain everything, but what it boils down to is that I’m in Europe and they are still back home. At the same time, I felt selfish because it is my life and I need to make my own choices at the end of the day. So, I was left in a pretty empty spot in my head. Meds kicked in, I passed out.