I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have.
I feel occasionally my skull will crack, fatigue is continuous - I only go from less exhausted to more exhausted & back again.
I’ll never speak to God again.
I am myself. That is not enough.
I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
If I rest, if I think inward, I go mad.