What does it really mean to be confused? Does it mean that no one understands? Or that nothing feels right to anybody?
My guess is that being confused is different for everyone. Every person has their own emotions. And most souls live for themselves.
In time thoughts will slip through those little slots, we didn’t know we gave up. Those thoughts that angered us, not so long ago. Those thoughts, those are gone.
When you think about it, the process of confuseation is more than confusing, than being confused itself.
Because being confused is:
Love Joyfulness Hurt
Anger Pain and tears