It's currently 3am and yet again my brain is keeping me awake. I think I'm just gonna give up on trying to get to sleep and make breakfast.
My thoughts are like the end credits of a movie. You know when the credits scroll up so fast you can't read them? Yeah, that's my brain right now. They're going so fast I can't process them. Even talking becomes a task. Everytime I go to say something the thought disappears and I'm left stuttering trying to remember what I was saying.
What's the point anymore?
I'm a failure at everything anyway.
I need a new brain. Remove the one I have and replace it with one that actually works. I don't want my messed up, broken brain anymore. I'm stuck with it though and I question whether it can be repaired.
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My Journey To Normality (Part 2)
Short Story•This is a story based on true events about someone who is on their journey to recovery from mental illness. Their questioning of gender and sexuality. Going through relationships and break ups. Just an all about coming of age story of a person that...
