While I think the meds may have successfully numbed my brain, I can still feel my manic episodes coming on.
I am paranoid (why aren't you talking to me?)
I am jealous (why don't you want to spend time with me?)
I am angry (why do I feel like this? my fucking face is red!)
How soon until the depression comes back.
Jesus, what will that feel like?
I am so awake from the coffee.
So asleep from my drugs.
I just want to throw up.
I want to scream.
I want to tear off my skin.
Operator, I need an exit.
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