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Augh.
No one explains to you that being the adult in a fucked up situation is not only mindnumbingly annoying, but its also insanely difficult to not revert back to letting others just make the decisions for you, because thats what youre used to doing.
And yall wanna hear something a little messed up, and no small amount funny?
I am hearing voices.
And not just that voice of reason in the back of your mind, telling you what you should be doing. Its shouts and whispers and humming and tension and other people in my head and I sometimes have to stop and tell thim to shut up so I can think.
I dont think Im crazy, or even heading there. I am under a great deal of stress every day, and I sometimes need someone other than myself to talk to. Thats fine, I hope everyone can have those conversations with themselves to get a new perspective on a situation.
I just wish that I wasnt parinoid enough to hear Mmes voice gratting on my ears, telling me what I need to be doing to make her happy.
I quite literally found myself dropping what I was doing to scream at her to shut up and get out of my head. She wasnt there, of course, it was just that fucking voice.
Or sometimes its buzzing like flies, but thats easily cured, you hear that all the time in class or something, you just hum some song and fill your head with that. And youre not sure if youre acting any different, even when you know that if you let go and let it fill your head, youll probably snap and hurt someone.
This all sounds in parts woo-woo and in parts homicidal. Both of which are resonably cured by chocolate.
Or sleep.
Or Gorillaz.
Yeah, thatll work.
No one explains to you that being the adult in a fucked up situation is not only mindnumbingly annoying, but its also insanely difficult to not revert back to letting others just make the decisions for you, because thats what youre used to doing.
And yall wanna hear something a little messed up, and no small amount funny?
I am hearing voices.
And not just that voice of reason in the back of your mind, telling you what you should be doing. Its shouts and whispers and humming and tension and other people in my head and I sometimes have to stop and tell thim to shut up so I can think.
I dont think Im crazy, or even heading there. I am under a great deal of stress every day, and I sometimes need someone other than myself to talk to. Thats fine, I hope everyone can have those conversations with themselves to get a new perspective on a situation.
I just wish that I wasnt parinoid enough to hear Mmes voice gratting on my ears, telling me what I need to be doing to make her happy.
I quite literally found myself dropping what I was doing to scream at her to shut up and get out of my head. She wasnt there, of course, it was just that fucking voice.
Or sometimes its buzzing like flies, but thats easily cured, you hear that all the time in class or something, you just hum some song and fill your head with that. And youre not sure if youre acting any different, even when you know that if you let go and let it fill your head, youll probably snap and hurt someone.
This all sounds in parts woo-woo and in parts homicidal. Both of which are resonably cured by chocolate.
Or sleep.
Or Gorillaz.
Yeah, thatll work.
