Imagine you are stuck in a room. Inside of that room is pure darkness. Nothing but darkness. You can hear everything that is around you, but you can't see any of it. You begin to get nervous about what is in the room with you. Now, imagine that everything that is in the room with you is completely harmless....but what your brain is telling you says otherwise. Your mind convinces you that you can get hurt. That you aren't safe. That you need to find that light, but that light is non-existent......to your mind. Imagine that your brain is always feeling like this. Always giving you these bad thoughts. And to make it worse, the people around you are helping your brain. Like a dark, demented tunnel of bad thoughts that continues to get darker, even when you thought it was impossible. This is my brain, my mind, my helplessness.
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Non-FictionThis is the story of me. Kinda like a diary, I guess. But not just me, my brain. Correction, my mind. People's minds can make them act differently, do crazy stuff, or even make stupid decisions. Mine has made me do many. People try to help, but they...
