then,

Most of the game is unfamiliar. I do not know where to go and what to be or say. I am slowly drifting away and am merely tethered to this deminison by a silly little yarn string. I fear one day it will be cut, leaving me stranded in a space of insanity. I fear I may never fully come back to who I was before, all of these symptoms became apart of me. This lifetime has taken everything from me. I guess I’m forced to breathe another second, and live another day full of dreaded severe major depression. “youre over exaggerating.” No, I would rather take blunt force trauma to the head, then live with the hallucinations.