You know, it comes in waves. Yesterday night i typed that cause my excited druggy brain couldn’t sleep otherwise, but this morning I woke up relaxed and pretty much calm, I checked what I wrote yesterday night and as usual, a wave of cringiness and uncomfortableness hit me like it always does whenever I share what happens in myself, out of desperation. Now I’m here, still relaxed, waiting a bit dreadly the next time my mind and myself crumble in pieces (I literally feel like I need to keep myself glued and together, I literally feel my mind and my self crumbling in millions different directions)