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oh no now this cold-thing is in my EARS i do not want an ear infection
also it is again WINTER and this is TERRIBLE
also i can’t tell if i have a fever or the opposite is it fucking freezing in here or am i sweating for any particular reason or what?
I keep thinking I’m fine and then realize I’ve been obsessively, but absent-mindedly, thinking in really focused little circles about things that make no sense.
I’m really ill, yo, and I’m doing that thing where I assume I’m faking it. Some of y’all probably don’t remember back a couple years ago when I fucked up my ankle but good? and I could not stop forgetting that my ankle wasn’t faking. I was like, I can’t bear any weight on this leg, I tried to stand up just now and couldn’t, but maybe if I slide backwards off the bed this time my leg won’t notice and I’ll be able to walk on it! And it didn’t fucking make any sense but I could not stop doing it. No matter what I automatically assume that I’m just being a dramatic little shit and it’ll be okay if I just don’t acknowledge it.
How did my brain end up like this. This is not good or helpful. What the fuck.

oh no now this cold-thing is in my EARS i do not want an ear infection
also it is again WINTER and this is TERRIBLE
also i can’t tell if i have a fever or the opposite is it fucking freezing in here or am i sweating for any particular reason or what?
I keep thinking I’m fine and then realize I’ve been obsessively, but absent-mindedly, thinking in really focused little circles about things that make no sense.
I’m really ill, yo, and I’m doing that thing where I assume I’m faking it. Some of y’all probably don’t remember back a couple years ago when I fucked up my ankle but good? and I could not stop forgetting that my ankle wasn’t faking. I was like, I can’t bear any weight on this leg, I tried to stand up just now and couldn’t, but maybe if I slide backwards off the bed this time my leg won’t notice and I’ll be able to walk on it! And it didn’t fucking make any sense but I could not stop doing it. No matter what I automatically assume that I’m just being a dramatic little shit and it’ll be okay if I just don’t acknowledge it.
How did my brain end up like this. This is not good or helpful. What the fuck.
