I’m on a down-cycle, as I mentioned previously.
The whole world and everything in it has turned into badness… violating my senses, my space… turning everything into evil. I don’t know how else to explain it.
When I’m like this I sleep excessively because being awake disgusts me. I hate it. It makes me want to hurt myself, and I’m not supposed to do that.
I’m going to have a phone conversation with my therapist tomorrow. I hope she has something useful to say. She’s pretty great, so I have my hopes up about this at least.