And as usual I am stopped by a heaviness of my heart, a thought not welcomed to finish and my chest starts to tighten and my breathing gets shallow, the lack of oxygen to my brain reminds me again that my brain has unrepaired itself and I must make my own dopamine or whatever grow and not enable it to indulge in its destruction. I try to speak and my chest gets tigher and i cant quite undestand why its taking so much of my energy.. maybe in my mind its what i am thinking that is sucking the life force from me, or perhaps the intensity of what im thinking. But im having a rough day and every thought is using me.












