buried, muffled, telephone voice

it's time to go to the doctor and get "serious" this time
now

i don't know how i got to work, and then i didn't realize i called you,
and i ate half a jar of peanut butter without stopping
,
    i started crying because no one will help me and my mind is telling me no one will ever help me.
one day it's going to be fine, but right now my room is on fire
and my throat is itching