I feel like I'm completely out of my mind. Like is my internal narrative even consistent with reality, or is it just a fiction that I have entirely made up? What even is reality, anyway? It's dark and too hot yet too cold at the same time. I'm so scared that I might be completely deluded. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't think it matters. What matters is that I figure out how to connect with, gosh I don't know what but it seems like there are all these humans out there who relate to one another and have a shared experience, and then there's me, who misperceives things and reacts to my own projections instead of what is happening in the present. Fuck. I'm disoriented and hurting and chaos runs through my mind like a hurricane. That's how I feel rn