We aren’t all sane. We aren’t all pre positively wired. We aren’t all mentally attitudinally intact. But we should be sensitive to each other. We aren’t aliens, we aren’t bad mannered, we’re only a group of lost teens. The things we go through in private. That no one else knows, drown us. And out of the air we manage to fight for, we have to try to relate with the world and breath fine. Remember the hyper ventilation episode? Probably not, but some we’s have it that bad. On top of your problems, you aren’t at ease. You worry about the last move you’ve made. Future outcomes. Self image. Everything in life. It just seems like out of the abundance of air HE has provided we suffocate. We are constantly trying to stay afloat even with our level 10 swim skills. We can’t put a definition on what we experience and so we are crowned with guilt and anger and confusion. This crown is one of thorns stipulating headaches and pressuring our lacrimals leading to an outflow of emotionless water which we constantly try to dry out but to no avail since we’re drowning in a pool of anxiety and we just can’t get dry enough for warmth. We can’t control the vibrations stemming from within, ostentatious trembling and loss of control. You can’t feel. Say you begin to feel. It’s a feeling of shame and you’re trying to compose yourself before your vulnerable version is made available to the public view. How did we go from no feel to feel in 0.0 you wonder? If only we had the answers. Psycho related analogies in my opinion will never produce concrete answers to typical questions asked by outsiders and patients. It’s erratic, unexplainable, we’re talking neurons interacting in non pre wired dimensions at paces faster than half of an eye blink, we’re talking neurotransmitters, ionic balances.. None of these can provide a definite explanation in prose which we can take refuge in. It’s all assumptions and it’s all its going to be in the mean time.
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