I don’t think there’s going to be a day where i feel well. when i stop being sick. when i stop throwing up. when my head stops screaming at me. when people stop probing me with medication and treatment. today is really difficult and i’m trying to find a alternative way to think about it, but obviously didn’t try hard enough.
I have a lot of dreams. Particularly lucid ones…but when i wake up i can’t remember which ones were real. my memories are made of dreams lately and it’s confusing to have to differentiate within the mass of dreams i had …