October 16, 2016 — Nit and Grit


After a good morning of normal, I once again threw myself headfirst into my glass cage (what I liken my mental illness to… inside it, I can see the world thundering by, but I can’t join it.) Anyhow, nearly broke my figurative neck gawking at trips. Harmless fun for most, I guess, but I get so excited my nerves bloom into a spectacular fire, all in slow-motion. Cinematic? Perhaps. Sickening? Always. Worse yet, I know this will happen. But I keep ramming my head against that stupid glass time and time again.

via October 16, 2016 — Nit and Grit

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