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in all honesty, i have difficulty in perceiving what is real and what's in my head. "what demons?" i hear you ask, and i simply smile back. "want me to describe them to you?" these demons, these wretched, dark, indecipherable beings clawing their way inside my brain, and making it to the depths of my innards, they're never really gone and it will always be a struggle to remain calm, despite everything. it feels like swimming in a pool 6 feet deep and as a 5'2 kid, it has been a constant struggle to try and stay afloat; try and stay alive because suddenly the world morphs and the pool is no longer a pool but an ocean, a stormy night out on the open sea, waves crashing, violently slapping the boats and ships sailing through the vicious currents shipwrecks here and there, floating debris, a havoc; hands and feet, cold, dead, floating, and as you float there, your legs get numb from the cold water, helplessly moving your arms and legs to try and keep yourself up, trying not to feel the dark, murky waters of the night trying to entangle its menacing fingers and grab ahold of your dangling legs. yet suddenly it becomes a pool once more. the debris floating around you now become floating devices, calmly riding the ripples made by your own movement. yes. these are my demons, the ones that turn a whole world into a nightmare but in a snap, makes me wonder what reality am I in. It's all normal. And I wonder if it's all in my head. let me out from this augmented reality a nightmare so surreal let me out i am terrified
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Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 10:50 AM UTC
let me out, a rant
in all honesty, i have difficulty in perceiving what is real and what's in my head. "what demons?" i hear you ask, and i simply smile back. "want me to describe them to you?" these demons, these wretched, dark, indecipherable beings clawing their way inside my brain, and making it to the depths of my innards, they're never really gone and it will always be a struggle to remain calm, despite everything. it feels like swimming in a pool 6 feet deep and as a 5'2 kid, it has been a constant struggle to try and stay afloat; try and stay alive because suddenly the world morphs and the pool is no longer a pool but an ocean, a stormy night out on the open sea, waves crashing, violently slapping the boats and ships sailing through the vicious currents shipwrecks here and there, floating debris, a havoc; hands and feet, cold, dead, floating, and as you float there, your legs get numb from the cold water, helplessly moving your arms and legs to try and keep yourself up, trying not to feel the dark, murky waters of the night trying to entangle its menacing fingers and grab ahold of your dangling legs. yet suddenly it becomes a pool once more. the debris floating around you now become floating devices, calmly riding the ripples made by your own movement. yes. these are my demons, the ones that turn a whole world into a nightmare but in a snap, makes me wonder what reality am I in. It's all normal. And I wonder if it's all in my head. let me out from this augmented reality a nightmare so surreal let me out i am terrified
i hate depressive episodes and i need a therapist before i end up killing myself again.
cherissely
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Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 10:50 AM UTC
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