Walk, Foo Fighters,
perfectly reflects that state of madness, travelling to sanity just long enough to keep people loving you, then back again through the looking glass, just how I'm feeling now after a weekend of getting dragged into old habits, frick I don't know is it Monday or Tuesday?
I once stopped every friendship I had in my effort to get away, but I'm back and it's been so helpful through the menopause which hit me mid pandemic and I won't cut my friends out again, that was worse.