Wait… telepathy isn’t real?
So like you guys are wondering, why would I think you can read someone’s mind, at all? It doesn’t exist it’s been disproven or it’s just ridiculous or both?
It’s more normal for y’all to say-think… you can read a face. Get to know someone.
And to me it’s mind reading.
Why is that?
Wow hmm I’m way more brainfucked than I thought I was.
My reality must be so warped. I’ve been here years I apologize, I forgot what sanity feels like.
I really do. Apologize, though. Sigh…
Simultaneously, my mind is warped. It has been. For years.
Eight years, approx.
Maybe this is the awkward recovery phase.
I’ve been a huge asshole. Is that a part of brain disease?
I don’t know. Don’t ask me. It’s more comprehensive than me.
My coworkers don’t know I have a mental illness. This identity is hidden. I’m just a name and a mail address on here.
You can reach me.
But you don’t know who I am.
And people who know me.
Might know this is me.
It’s odd. Who knows who on the internet.
I feel safe. I feel anonymous. Pseudonymous. Anonymous. Mom. No that’s paranoia.
Punished. Good one.
So I’ll just relax for now.