This fucking black cloud;i think comes from hell and stayes in my head for some days without even asking, is killing me slowly.As slowly and painfull as a snail walks.when this cloud is in my head, my day is over,all i can do is sit in my soffa and watch tv which makes the cloud bigger,But what else can i do?cannot socialise with no one in this mental state,i would punch their faces and beat the crap out of them.when the cloud visits me i change just like dr jeckyl and mr hide i dont know how to spell it,who cares.i hate everybody,every single person,every single sound,every single god.i can be even lethal in this fucking zombie killer mode,anger and pesimistic thoughts invide my body Little by Little like a black spider poison.i am a very good guy indeed, but when black cloud visits my head ,beware world…
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Maybe there is someone you can talk to for help dealing with that cloud? I’ve written on this site about my own dark cloud… and I understand the great effect it could have. You know about it and its effects…. which is important because some people aren’t aware of their ups and downs. The next step would be working on a strategy to manage it… and perhaps eventually conquer it.