I want to live but I want to die. What do I do?

I found myself jealous of the people who wrote the books. They were dead and they were still taking up my time. Who did they think they were?

I don't-" I shake my head. (...) "What? What were you going to say?" This is another trick of shrinks. They never let you stop in midthought. If you open your mouth, they want to know exactly what you had the intention of saying.

The Shift is coming. The Shift has to be coming. Because if you keep living like this you'll die.

If you can't get out of bed for long enough, people come and take your bed away

I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

That's all I can do. I'll keep at it and hope it gets better.