I need to get out. I’m already out. I feel as if I’m going to implode from all the pressure. The pressure is the thoughts that bombard me.
But where are the thoughts all coming from? They seem to come out of nowhere. Maybe I need to meditate and not worry about where they come from?
Thoughts all of the time. Worthless thoughts. Thoughts taking up my time and overwhelming my mind.
Thoughts about people. Thoughts at all times of the day. Voices telling me that I should go away.
I’m sick of it.