Things do change in a lot of ways you expect them to, and a lot of the ways people describe. It’s always going to be different for you because you insist on making things yours. Everything you experience has to be more detailed, yet less definable, more uniquely tragic. You make things hard for yourself in kind of a beautiful way. No one else will ever have what you have with yourself. You’re like the cutest couple.
I promise you it doesn’t get easier. It just gets hazier. Enjoy your mind while it lasts, and be louder. And record everything.