I don’t know why, or how these days happen or occur, but I hate them with a passion. It isn’t something you can tell when you wake up, it gradually just becomes more and more aware as the day lingers on, and on. It’s one of those days where everything seems fine, but all of a sudden you notice how dark it’s become around you; either indoors or out. When all the little things around you slowly become more and more annoying for no reason. Nothing is changing around you; it’s all in your head but it becomes more and more vivid as the events proceed. All the sounds, feelings, tastes, and light grow bitter and cold because you’ve grown miserable of your surroundings. The tiniest sound or disturbance will set you on fire with rage for no real coherent reason. All you’re aware of is your sudden madness and frustration with everything around you. You can’t cool off you can’t shake it you can’t even walk it off. Even being alone in your struggle isn’t an option. The more rational you try to be the more maddening your senses are. Others may try and help; place a hand on your shoulder, but your mad because they are there; if they weren’t you’d be mad because they aren’t. Sympathy turns into patronizing; and sadly nothing can help you. You’re all alone within yourself crying out needing something, something to fix this but there isn’t anything. All alone; just you and yourself to sit in saddening, maddening solitude.
I’ll come back and revisit this shortly; I need time for my mind to move further; maybe some air too.
– Posted From My MacBook Air
Location: Lawrenceville GA, United States
