Not nearly as nerve-inducing as writing on the first page of a notebook.
Today I feel like I am falling apart. Lately I've just been crumbling but today...today is something different. My head is killing me. My body feels like it doesn't want to move. I'm exhausted but I can't sleep. No voices right now, which is odd. You'd think they'd chose a moment of weakness to descend upon me like usual. I guess I caught a break right this second. But the hallucinations are headed towards worse.
I keep seeing bugs. Everywhere. It's making me really freak out. I have this itch to see what I look like under my skin.
E just left for work. It's scarier when he's gone. I don't like to be alone.
