How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren't even physical?

I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!

The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.

Maybe the new me will be different.

I can't believe that I changed so little. I expected to look old and hollow and gray, but I guess it's only me on the inside that has shriveled and deteriorated.

I’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.

They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!