May 12
I think I have fallen into a pit I can never crawl my way out of. I legitemately think I have crossed into a space I can no longer come back from. The fact I get so much genuine comfort from seeing THEIR forms on screen is inexcusable and I would like to apologize to my family, friends and ancestors, they did not ask for one of their own to become like this. I can not describe the way of my brain, I can only theorize and slave over speculation on how we got here but the fact at the end of the day is that I'm here. I am here alone in this prison I've made for myself and the walls are painted in their shapes, their colors and their expressions. I need help. Nothing can fix me. I am broken beyond repair. I'm sorry.