Same old story, meds are not working, feelings are all over, cognitive shutdown, barely feeling alive.
Lost my last call with the guy I love, let's be honest with my diagnosis its my fault one way or the other.
The symptoms are quite special on this run:
I can't regulate temperature
I feel everything too much (too much rage, empathy, nostalgia) if im not crying im breaking something
I can't think, remember or even perform basic things without some sort of delay or derailment
I can't get aroused, libido on the basement
and of course, when this happens I just want to.... you know, even writing it scares me, like it would solve a lot, but then I see a Chow Chow puppy and I want to get one, and by the laws of biology and physics I have to be corporal.
I dont even know what I need, cause there's no real stability when you have to adjust your meds everytime your body throws a tantrum.
a hug, but without any other subplot, just the hug.
Sept 2026?
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