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I love the silence where there is no sound except the sound of my mind going crazy. I might be paranoid. I can feel each and every stress eating a part of my brain away. Am not depressed but there are things which bothers me like crazy. Why do I have to see the people who I don’t want to see, why do I have to see the screen to see what I am writing if it’s right or not. Some days I don’t want to see his or her face. I feel it’s killing me from inside. I want to go where my brain takes me right now. do i want to sleep? Do I want to close my eyes? why do I have to be right wen I don’t want to be right. I don’t want to be right all the time. I want to be alone whenever I want. I like sleeping while working why the fuck can I not sleep when I have to sleep can someone talk to me about this. Why can’t I do the things I want to do. Sometimes I don’t want to listen to any body.

Help please. This is killing me.