I think now that the "real" world has ended and all the people and things I see are just echoes. I'm in a bubble universe where the sun hasn't yet exploded, but it will. It's cold and dark and eerie. Nothing matters anymore. Everything is over. Everyone I know is already gone, even if it sounds or looks like them.
I don't want to be here alone. I suspect something evil is stalking me but I can't confirm it. I'm having SI because I just want to escape this fake world.
There isn't any hope. Nothing matters.
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dx: schizoaffective bipolar type; OCD; GAD
rx: clozapine, clonazepam PRN
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