I talk to myself. I think these people are Gods, even though they are my voice.
Thankfully i dont think ive ever seen these people.
She has diagnosed me bipolar.
I have regressed and like toys and act like a baby with a blanket at the age of 23.
I wonder if my dad raped me.
I cant work.
I havent gone to college.
I dropped out of high school.
I used to wonder or think i was in the matrix.