Ever since I was little, I’ve been a problem kid, one problem after another. A lot of events made it worse, child abuse, sexual assaults, ect

The voices I hear make things difficult, I’ve found myself waking up at 4AM just to check the oven or the knives. I want to fight people because the bitch in my head tells me how much everyone is out to get me.

Sometimes I think I’m a broken Android because I hear buzzing, glitch sounds and my vision cracks and glitches as if a screen is breaking.

Sometimes I lay on my bed just listening to the choir sing, staring at flying fish.

Sometimes I stare at the eyeless woman and scratch my arms, thinking I can intimidate her.

People are aware I’ve got a problem but I’ve been lying about how bad it is, I’ve been lying about how much I hear and see, how much I feel.

I don’t think I’d cope in the normal world and without the choir or the figures, I would feel alone. I already feel nothing because of the anti depressants, I don’t wanna be empty. Most of the time this feels like it’s all I have.