read the writing that's on the wall (you better know, you better understand)

Sitting here, listening to the various voices in my head that belong to the different parts of me—

my unending anxiety about nearly everything, my constant low-grade irritation at the entire world, my generally depressed habitual patterns of thinking that tend to wander in and take over when I'm not paying strict attention——

and wondering if I'll even notice when I go irredeemably insane and need to be institutionalized, or whether it'll just look & feel exactly like it does right now (all the time?) in my head.

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