Woke up this morning from a horrible nightmare. So bad I can’t even write about it. So bad I haven’t stopped shaking since.
Everything feels unbearable. Winston keeps whining and I want to scream at him to shut up. But he can’t help it. He’s just a dog.
Head spinning spinning spinning. Can’t make it stop. I’m a bad person. Bad. Bad. So dizzy. Just want it to stop.
No one to turn to. Alone. Be quiet. Can’t tell anyone. They’d hate me. Bad. Can’t trust NT. Can’t trust anyone. Afraid they all want to hurt me.
Everything’s falling apart and I can’t hold it together.