Can't sleep.
I keep thinking. What would a day be like without me thinking? I wonder if it would be pleasant.
Right now a thought that has been bothering me is how much I listen.
I have strange ears, I have selective hearing and a very large hearing range.
As much as I like my ears, they really hate me.
I don't want to hear my mom and sister talking about my anxiety in the kitchen, I don't want to hear about what will fix me.
I don't want to hear sometimes.
The ringing is peaceful compared to silence.
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Short StoryMy counselor told me to write how I feel when I'm down. Here it is. I know I am not the only one who feels like this. It's my not so pleasant story, I am not making this up for sympathy I am sharing this for understanding. I'm posting this because...
