Little words of wisdom. ( At least I think they are)
In days where it feels like everything is caving in, you become utterly numb. You ask yourself, is there something wrong with me because surely there must me if I've gone this psychotic. The truth of the matter is however that while we absolutely hate who we are and what inhabits our brain, we can bear to think of the day that we'll be stripped of what we've known for so long. The shadow that looms over us is now a roommate of ours, a lousy one at that, so in reality instead of showing others, we keep it locked away inside, for fear that if anyone pokes at it, they'll know too much and take it away. Knowing in fact that it is only we who can sever our ties with it but we so incandescently refuse to. It's who we are.