I’m so tired of having more then one thought. I feel like multiple people into one cramped head. One says to cut the shit and stop pretending and the other crying for help trying to convince myself it’s real. Then another that says everything’s fine and it will be over soon. I feel insane most if the time and it scares me. Am I so far from reality or is it reality? Who am I really? Which is actually my true thoughts? It’s hard to explain but all I can say is that my head is haunting and it enjoys taunting me all night.