Emo post. Deal with it.
It's damn near impossible to function as a human being when you're at war with your brain. It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do - to continue to feel happy, to feel a sense of obligation to anything, to get out of bed in the morning. Most people, at the end of the day, at least themselves to rely on, to lean back on, at the end of the day. I don't have that.
Who are you when you don't know what's you and what's some chemical reaction?
And to get better, I'm going to have to go through hell and back, provoking the very anxiety and pain that I've been obsessed with and tortured by for months. I have to put out the fire with napalm. I'm going to hurt both ways.
Who are you when you don't know what's you and what's some chemical reaction?
And to get better, I'm going to have to go through hell and back, provoking the very anxiety and pain that I've been obsessed with and tortured by for months. I have to put out the fire with napalm. I'm going to hurt both ways.