Sitting here, not able to sleep, thinking about how much it doesn’t make sense. You can feel ok and horrible at the same time. You can feel nothing and everything all at once. You can be yearning for human contact and help but screaming for them to get away at the same time. You want to be better, but you don’t feel worthy enough to even be better. You can be laying on the couch needing to move, but also unable to move. How interesting to feel completely different things at the same time.