To Inner Self.
Dear Inner Self
Please become stronger. I don't think I can handle anymore emotions or excess pressure from other sources. I'm finding it hard enough to keep smiling no matter who I'm with or where we are. I know you've suffered an awful lot and were weakening before the mental breakdown. I also know you can fight the voices. The whispers that transformed into paranoia aiming to broach my outer defences and crush them. You cannot give up. Please don't give up, no matter if that paranoia feeling comes back or the voices start their catawauls. I'll drown them out with music, soothe you to sleep, if needs be, or meditate to ease you. Please strive to be more stronger, I'm begging you. I can't cope with it on my own. Strength comes from within. I'm trying to hold her back, preserve her spirit, but its those emotions that you botttled up for five years... that has weakened you too. Don't give up now. Don't let them overpower you again. Don't let them win. We're in this together. We'll get through this together.
With Love
Outer Self
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The Pevensey Bay Disaster
Moriarty: My nerves are strained to breaking point.
[twang]
Moriarty: There goes one now!
Ned's Atomic Dustbin
Bloodnok: I bet you five pounds you'll live forever, starting now!
[pause]
Bloodnok: You've done it! You've lived forever!
~Spike Mulligan
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