It's happening again. I know it's not real but it is blatantly in my face. My son has to be psychic, I'm psychic and there are crazy *** thoughts that are saving our lives. K I know that sounds insane and I am trying hard not to entertain the thoughts but damn...

Ugh feel sorry for myself time lol. I am sick of feeling watched. It comes and goes in spurts but I just want to feel ok sitting on my couch not having to worry that someone is staring through the window. I am sick of not being able to enjoy sex because I can't focus on what's happening most of the time. I feel pulled by everyone in every direction. It's not always like this or always intense but just once it would be nice to relax at Xmas with the fam without having to make an effort to pay attention and be present. Oh and the no filter between brain and mouth then looking like the ***** in the end of every convo or worse yet the whiner. Ugh