There’s no reason to exist. I can’t do anything. The paranoia is draining me. It makes me hate people but it might not be real.

I’m also very depressed.

I can’t do anything.

What else do you want me to say?

That was me talking to the paranoia.

It has a mind of its own.

I yell for no reason.

I am schizoaffective.

It’s true–we’re crazy.

I don’t know when to stop.

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