can i tell you about the war inside of my head? sometimes it feels like this pain is ingrained inside of me. even when the channel is blank im tortured by the static & sound of nothingness. you know the sound, and the picture of the old tv. its almost like ive been tied down and forced to watch it for days and my brain is trying to remember something, why cant i remember? like somehow i know a life changing secret and my body needs the clarity, so im always back to the nothingness, the static. the easiest way to figure out the difference between my anxiety and intuition is that my anxiety sounds like an aggresive version of myself, like me but on fire. her voice is stoic but i feel the anger. she yells at me demanding me to believe what she says like any pathological liar and for that i resent myself often.