I feel like when I'm alone and I have all this time to think, I start to become something else. I'm not me anymore. I don't know how to explain it now, though I did a minute ago.

My imagination runs wild, it gets out of control. I imagine all sorts of consipiracies amongst my loved ones. How I think that the Lawyer has never had any intentions of telling anyone about us. Oh god I'm going to lose it again. Why is everything such a drama? Do I do this to myself? I must because other normal people do not go through this shit one thing after another, do they?

FAAAAAAACK.