Theres this nonstop pounding in my head. I still haven’t found away to slow my thoughts. I just bleed them out onto a piece of paper, but still I’m overflowing. Craving silence, but I don’t know if I will ever find that. I’d kill for someone to hold me and lie to me. Tell me I’m okay. Tell me I haven’t completely lost it. Tell me anything but the truth. I’m not ready to fall yet, but this whirling and buzzing is dizzying. I just want to feel safe. I want to let go of my fear and paranoia. If only it could be that easy
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Perhaps conceited, you don’t need lies… Would you lie to me? Oh goody, just realized what time it is, and I have work in the morning. Oh well.
Silly, childish, but I think you need the truth. You are special, unique utterly loveable. Anything else, a mere attempt, a means of control. I wish I could tell that to everyone here. I wish I could give them all a big hug. “Nothing is so healing as the human touch”…
Goodnight.
I guess you needs a boyfriend. what had happened to your past relationship?
Well I for one am glad you’re losing it, because I’m losing it and I want company. Nah, you’re holding strong sams. I know it feels like your mind is falling out your ears at the moment, but you’re to tough to lose it. At least not in front of all these people watching. Can you imagine what they’d say? “Kickass chick turns out to be nothing but a pool of jello inside”
Oops wrong strategy. Forget I said that. Screw what people think. Never mind if you go to pieces once in a while, even if people are watching. You ARE strong enough and smart enough to pick up all the pieces if it comes to that. And I’m not just saying this in passing, I really believe it: you’re going to be ok 🙂
Sammi, you remind me of my best friend. After telling her about checking myself into a mental hospital, she went into greater detail about her own struggles. She had an abusive father and later an abusive husband. Her nonstop thinking makes it hard for her to sleep. Writing is her outlet. Having someone you can talk to about these things can really help a lot.