There's a pit in my stomach quite unlike before. I am completely unaware of how to get out of the rut I am in. I can visibly see everything I have slowly sliding from my grasp and I am unsure how to stop it. The things I say, the things I feel - none seem productive or as something that would lead me closer to happiness - whatever that may be. I am scared that I might do something drastic again. That my current psychosis will lead me back to where I once was. What exactly is the problem, though? What specifically is out of place? And if there is no clear answer, no visible guilty party, then despite what I may have hoped for, the common denominator is the only logical source of blame. The one thing that connects all of these events and traumas. To gaze upon it is simple … I merely need to look into a mirror.
