current location: The Cell
current mood: worried
current song: Nothing
For the last two days, I've been coming to the conclusion that I'm actually, honestly, losing my mind. It's like whatever part of the brain controls revulsion has been working on overdrive, and I keep thinking of horrible things all the time. Rape, murder, bestiality, other...nasty things...it's like I'm staring at 4chan's /b/ 24-7. It's not a compulsion to do any of those things, indeed it's the exact opposite: revulsion at them when there's really no reason to think of them at all. The only explanation I can think of is that similar to getting a song stuck in your head, but instead of a song, it's the very worst of humanity.
Everyone I've told this to seems to think it's hilarious, but it's not, it's slightly terrifying and there are times when I just want to take an ice-pick and Trotsky myself.
It could just be anxiety screwing with me, but I'm actually very worried that I might have some kind of neurological disorder. This, of course, isn't helping the anxiety thing.