my mind is hurting me again. i am jealous, terribly jealous of others. i feel so lonely because im not in an institution right now. noone is lynching me, annoying me, irratating me. i just cannot exist with myself right now. i am not stimulating myself to respond in front of others.
this is the chapter in which you struggle to see your worth. patience my love. i’m so used to my own train of thoughts. pains will come and go. take me seriously love. i keep calling people to fill in the void of sadness and disconnection from myself. each day is difficult because time is an illusion and an enemy to my mind. i crave to be distracted and reminded of my humanity and my flaws. that my search for perfection and for social engagement is nothing more than a ruse, an unattainable goal












