Do you know what it's like to have your thoughts racing at a million miles a minute to where you're not even sure what exactly is going through your mind and what it's doing to your mood? To feel so much at once that you can't tell the difference from happy, angry, nervous, or depressed all in one instance? What it's like to want to rip off your own skin because you feel like you're going to explode. Not even in a figurative manner - to literally feel like there's too much in you that just keeps building. Even still, you're insatiable - nothing satisfies. Wanting to scream and laugh at the same time because you don't know which is more appropriate. Don't even really feel like yourself, that you've turned to a more carnal, irrational version of yourself that you're not sure how to deal with.
Welcome to my world
Feels like I'm visiting insanity. Feels like reality is suspended, that I'm trying to jump out of my body to escape to some unknown plane. Like my mind is not my own and I don't know where it's trying to take me, but it's not where I'm wanting to go
To two individuals who will probably never read this - just throwing it out there that I hate what you did. You will never know the impact it's had on me.
Stay sane my friends
Steff
