Feel like I'm coming unraveled.

Actually, it's feelin' more like the threads of sanity I've used to stitch a shredded soul together are coming undone, and ... stuff ... is leakin'; out. Part of me is curious 'bout that stuff. Another part of me seems to know what that stuff is, and is scared of seein' it again. But ... it's a kinda disconnected scared.

I guess I'm kinda feelin' a bit of a mess right now. I really wish whatever is goin' on would stop. Or maybe it's me that needs to stop. It almost feels like one of the dreams I get sometimes, when I'm runnin', and too scared to look around and see what I'm runnin' from.

I just ... I don't know what to do.