Words aren't enough to describe who I am. I can never be understood in my entirety, not even by the ones I love the most. maybe that's why I always talk so much, I can never express what I have in my head, words show a vague approximation of my thoughts, being perceived incorrectly terrifies me, being poorly understood terrifies me, being misunderstood terrifies me, being lied about terrifies and enrages me beyond measure, I haven't said half of what I want to because there aren't enough words, words aren't thoughts, speaking won't put my true, whole self into the minds of others, I want to beam my thoughts directly into people's brains, I want to scratch and tear my own heart out with my fingernails so people can just see without having to decipher words to get a vague idea of me, I want to vomit my consciousness into the perceivable world, but I'm trapped behind language and nobody can ever fully meet me there. I don't even know if this is understandable. God, what if it's not?