I'm scared.
I'm scared I'll follow through.
I'm not crazy.
I promise, I can't help it.
I would never hurt someone.
It's not my fault.
But my thoughts, they continued to scream.
"Stab them."
"Take out their eyes."
"End their life."
I don't want this.
I don't want to live with this.
I'm sorry.
I can't help it.
Please forgive me.
YOU ARE READING
get out of my head
Short Storya short reading on how my intrusive thoughts affect my life.