I sit in my room and stare into the nothing on my laptop screen. I really need to shower and my room has more dirty clothes than floor.
I stare into nothing. I really need to shower. I can’t get up. I stare into nothing. 2 hours pass and I begin have a lucid moment which scares me.
Nothing is wrong, at least not on a surface level, but I feel wrong and I do everything in my power to avoid thinking about it. I stare into nothing.
I start rocking back and forth and crying even though I don’t know what’s bothering me. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.