*TRIGGER WARNING*

PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU, DON'T READ THIS IF IT'LL TRIGGER ANYTHING AT ALL. I REALLY DON'T WANT TO BE THE CAUSE OF ANY RELAPSES, OR ANYTHING IN THAT SORT OF CATEGORY.

I'm begging you, please don't read this if it'll trigger anything. Please.

So you chose to read this...

The title of this entry explains it all. I'm not going to lie, I think I worked hard to get rid of them, the demons. But they're back. I listen to them before I go to sleep, I listen to them first thing when I wake up. When I'm washing the dishes. When I'm taking a shower. When I'm watching Once Upon A Time. They're back.

It... annoys me. I know I shouldn't listen to it, but somehow, my brain just accepts those whispers.

Blurryface anyone? {twenty one pilots reference... for those of you who don't understand.}

Yeah, so Blurryface is back, he/she (idk it's gender. Let's just call it an 'it') tries to tell me what to do, how to talk, when to talk, basically, it's telling me how to live my life.

I may throw around some wise advice here and there, but most of the time, I'm not taking my own damn advice. It's sad really. <-Blurryface told me to write that. And for some reason, I'm choosing to keep it in this entry.

I'm struggling. It's true, I'm struggling. There is no happy ending to this entry, but I damn right hope Blurryface leaves.

Sorry. To anyone who I made sad today.

Just... sorry.

#NotAshamed

Afterall, the unique you is the best you.