Yes, I am sad. That’s all there is to it.
I alternate between believing that this is normal and justified. And it may be. But it may also be the time I’ve spent off my meds catching up with me. I don’t think you’re really supposed to let your brain chemistry bounce around the way I do.
I should probably stop listening to music from young women in love.
Because it’s sad.
I will remember things the same way
I am having a day where I feel…precarious. I have anxiety, I guess, but it is more than that. I feel like I am experiencing the call of the void. Just one step and…
That’s a vulnerable place to stand. I don’t know why, but as you look out over the waves, your thoughts make your knees weak.
I don’t feel like this a lot anymore, but it’s familiar.