Feel better like Don’t Think Of An Elephant. Don’t think about being mad. Don’t make yourself worse. Don’t let go of what grasp you have left. Don’t don’t don’t. I keep watching movies about me. Yes, I have magic powers; yes there is some quirky-functional-worldly romantic interest waiting to fix everything for me with the healing power of love; yes my madness is pretty and saccharine; yes i will pace in circles muttering to myself because yes yes those voices tell me terrible things; yes i do not trust you in the depths of your sanity and literary device. There is no fear in those – no shit, cum or blood in it; only rejection and acceptance.
Feel better. Do not. Why is the refrigerator so loud.