I nearly burned myself again yesterday. On purpose I mean, to get that twisted release that comes from binding yourself too tightly for too long
I’m watching shapes of collective ‘nothingness’ right now, those billions of dots that appear to make up the perceived universe are twisting and forming together
I’m tired of all my emotional extremes, they’re slowly breaking me. Even when the bipolar is quiet my ability to turn mountains into molehills on
Embarrassment is my strongest kryptonite. When I am shamefully embarrassed I can go straight from happy go lucky to suicidal with no in between time.
So, I’ve been hiding from the world for a little while now, I crashed into self-pity and depression, logged out of social media, turned off
My biggest failure in life right now is my continued expectation of a clear-cut black and white scientific explanation of my unusual thought processes to