I’m scared. And I’m imbalanced. And I know I talk about the OCD too much. But I can’t help it, when something is petrifying your every waking moment. These are just notes, notes to, I guess, let… myself vent to something, somewhere. But I’m venting to a website, is all, really. A website and myself. In the end. A website with my scribbles, which I do love and treasure for their utter worth – when all I really, really want, above all else, is to be okay and to live a normal and healthy life and to not have this thing bombarding my everything. I don’t want to be anything other than ok. That is all I’ve ever looked to chase, really. All I’ve ever had the time of mind to chase 😃