im fine... i just need an escape... drugs are my only escape... and music...

they aren't a way out of this place though... i need money, thats the only way i can get out of here... i need money... how am i going to do this...

keeps echoing in my head... severe anxiety has to go away, i gotta forget about the anxiety, disability isnt gonna happen... i gotta find a job, i gotta get work, i gotta get paid, i gotta do this

ptsd, anxiety, depression, whatever i have, it has to go away

i have to do this, money is the only way i can get out - these symptoms cant hold me prisoner anymore!

yet i compartmentalize so heavily, you would not even know

who am i now? today? this morning? who am i?
you wouldnt even know.....