#ocelot.posts

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I have very few symptoms. Is it because

a) my medicine is working

b) I was faking all along

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Me: *has never stolen anything*

Also me when exiting a store: what if I stole something??? And forgot about it??

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My parents: Don’t you wanna get a drivers license?

Me, who has violent intrusive thought regarding driving: *nervous laughter*

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Me: *stares at hands*

Me: excuse me, what is this

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Note for the weird thing following me:

Just because I can’t see you doesn’t mean I can’t feel you getting closer, bastard

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Life is a badly rendered game. The graphics are weird

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Me, in a car going down the motorway:

My dumbass impulsive brain: open the door, you have to. Do it now. Just open it and jump out. D o i t

Me, now worried: *clenches my hands, nervous laughter*

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I have to stop taking the medicine that stops my delusions and I am terrified. I don’t want to go back to isolating myself from everyone, my friends, my girlfriend and my family, because I’m scared of ”government spies”. But I have no other choice, my medicine is giving me some bad side effects. So I have to stop taking the medicine. Fuck, why can’t life just be on my side for once.