Small and terrible.

I fear I might have a mental problem

No punning here, I’m dead serious.

I think it’s my ‘condition’ when I was young, and I thought I got over it. But somehow it hangs around me still~

I’m Inception. I…can’t really tell what’s real and what’s not. It scares me.

I think I know what’s real but I can see it so faint in the back of my mind that I’ve become so good in pretending it isn’t there.

If I confess this I don’t think anyone will believe me, that it’s a real problem.

I don’t know. I feel scared.

It’s like…I believe it. My body believes it. It’s strange.

God, please help me :( I don’t want to delude myself any further. But it’s so hard to tear myself away from non-reality. The lines are so vague I don’t know where to cut, I end up hurting myself.

I thought I was cured :(