I’ve been in a particularly dark place for a particularly long time now, & it seems like it just keeps getting worse. I try to play sane well enough to at least not add to the chaos or drag everyone else down with me, but despite my best efforts, life continues to get more hellish as the days drag on. I’ve gotten to the point where I’ve considered quitting the act & just letting life take me where it will. Maybe a life of solitude, maybe a mental hospital, who knows? All I do know is that I’m tired, & I have nothing left to give. Besides, would being a “prisoner” of a hospital really be any worse than being a prisoner of my own head? I doubt it.