There is something wrong with me, I knew it. It's funny thought because people say that crazy people don't know that they're crazy. I guess I'm not crazy then... I guess I'm just a bit messed up. The fact that I was diagnosed with an actual chemical imbalance in my brain really helps though. It's nice to know it is not my fault.
Basically, my brain makes things up... like I see things, like monsters, intruders and sometimes I hear voices. Loud booming voices, they say nasty things and it is impossible to block them out. I feel as if I am trapped.
Today I woke up to see a man in my room, at first I assumed it was another one of my hallucinations, but now I am in his car. I am starting to realize that this is all too real.
