I keep saying it but life is strange (and no not the game). Unusal, suprising, unfimilar, new, alien. Its everyones first time living in their physical body, their own state of mind, their own experiences. I ask myself so many questions. My mind is always talking my thoughts feel like they are trying to kill me yet at the same time wanting me to be safe. It's like I'm playing tug of war expect it's just me I'm the rope. Im the root of all my own problems. I've let things affect me. All I do is feel sometimes I just want to numb myself I want to feel at peace, float away where nothing affects me and I just stop thinking. I have different beliefs than others that just makes sense to me, I could be psychotic, delusional, insane, crazy, but like aren't we all? Nobody is ever just normal, normal isn't normal. I don't know if real is even "real." I don't wanna believe I just want to exist without the worries and burdens I feel like I'm suposed to carry.