The medicine works way too well... how am I supposed to live without the voices and the angels?
Not all of them were bad... sometimes they helped, and either way, they've always been there, ever since. I don't know how to respond now when I close my eyes and see nothing... just dark. It confuses me and I don't feel like I think like myself anymore. It's not the same at all. I am less emotional to the degree that I feel much less altogether. Less feeling and even less physical pain... But doesn't that make me better? That means I was worse before, and I don't like that...




















