I am cold and shaking, yet the portable heater in my room has been running at full blast since late afternoon. My head aches, which will only get worse should I actively use my mind and/or body like I’m supposed to. Thoughts swirl faster than they can be grasped, or squirm away when it’s realized something else deserves my direct attention. Sometimes this isn’t even the case, but the thought that it’s important confuses me enough to bring me back to the swirl. Unknown on who to go to for this state I’m in, and untrusting of all who have/would have seeming interest in my plight.
Just a moment I needed to get out of my head, because sharing it with no one in particular felt better than any one person at this time. And I am not better for sharing it, because I’m still here.
Tagged: Anger, Depression, Fear, Social, Therapy
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