Hey Tumblverse, long time no type.
I've been feeling some type of way and needed a safe place to put it.
I’m still figuring myself out, and plot-twist: It’s never straightforward, is it? I kind of talked to my therapist about it. Meaning I mentioned it and then trauma dumped other things that are catnip for therapists. I came back around at the end and called myself out, but I have to deal with the consequences this coming week.
I had a few “I feel scared I might be going crazy” moments and they pass. I haven’t exactly figured that shit out either. I went to group therapy and ended up feeling like an experiment. I feel so alone in this shit because I am. I hate that I always find myself feeling like I’m on one side of the glass and everyone else is on the other.
I analyze myself constantly, and maybe that’s half the damn glass. Maybe I’m both the rat and the scientist in this goddamn experiment.
Speaking of, I keep having the most distressing and intrusive thoughts about poor Qifrey and his bullshit. I need more real life people and interactions. I’ve been trapped inside this goddamn house for way too long.
-Wren
