Hey Tumblverse, long time no type.
I've been feeling some type of way and needed a safe place to put it.
Iâm still figuring myself out, and plot-twist: Itâs never straightforward, is it? I kind of talked to my therapist about it. Meaning I mentioned it and then trauma dumped other things that are catnip for therapists. I came back around at the end and called myself out, but I have to deal with the consequences this coming week.
I had a few âI feel scared I might be going crazyâ moments and they pass. I havenât exactly figured that shit out either. I went to group therapy and ended up feeling like an experiment. I feel so alone in this shit because I am. I hate that I always find myself feeling like Iâm on one side of the glass and everyone else is on the other.Â
I analyze myself constantly, and maybe thatâs half the damn glass. Maybe Iâm both the rat and the scientist in this goddamn experiment.Â
Speaking of, I keep having the most distressing and intrusive thoughts about poor Qifrey and his bullshit. I need more real life people and interactions. Iâve been trapped inside this goddamn house for way too long.Â
-Wren

















