I guess that makes me sound crazy but that’s alright. Lately I feel like I might be, not that I’ve heard any voices or anything. Just like that everyday kind, where you forget things you shouldn’t and you think too much about death.
Maybe you know what I’m talking about. Or maybe you would have known? Or had known? Is it once knew? I don’t know what tense to use.
I know I never used to feel like this. I used to never think of death or hear voices. I used to feel like everything was perfectly in order, a normal life, but I guess then came a departure. That I know you understand (or would’ve understood?). I guess things changed after that, and I’m mostly scared now.