first of all!...I must control myself...

to keep my overwhelm private!...
to survive into the immediate future...

and we all know that the cats die after nine!

..now I must explain myself...

as a very difficult human..but intelligent enough to get this far!

to survive regular breakdowns in logic!...

to recover from especially ridiculous behaviour...!

I am the emotional supercat!...

my lives just continue arriving...

I imagined that at least a few people behaved a certain way...

and were observed...

and suddenly a manic depression is assigned to them...

and I say?... what about all these observers?...

there are just as many of them!...

I diagnose them with utter stupidity...

and I would love someone to say to me ...

..you are not classified or even declassified...

I have a million lives and each get killed by medicine!

...I know I am sick...

and this is exactly what I don't need to believe...

I wish I could adjust ...

but!!

no loving person will ever trust what takes away our emotions...

..and so many things try to exploit us..

it's very powerful to arrive at ourselves....

after we have tried to find the easy way out...

..DM is right here