Y'all keep saying I ain't alone.

So if you keep saying it, will I feel less alone?

Most of you have known me for a long long time. No, I'm not the easiest person in the world, but I have love, enough love to make the change.

If you think that continuing down this path is best for my mental health, you may be wrong. Right now I'm faced with a choice, either continue or tap out. Perhaps I'm needed, perhaps I'm not, I really don't know.

Tell God whatever I did to piss him off, I deeply apologize for my actions.

This sad shell of a man needs hope and love, neither of which is in my grasp. Find me a new situation or fix this one. I've had enough pain.

How do I not sound crazy? Maybe I should just go with the crazy. Since I'm probably the most sought-after person on earth (that's a mindfuck) please help me with the navigation of this ship. Give me my instruction manual.

EM, get in contact with me. SR I haven't forgotten your voice.

Lonely, in pain and seriously thinking this is Hotel California, not a nice surprise, I have no alibis. No mirrors on the ceiling, no pink champagne on ice. Yes, I'm a prisoner of my own device.

Please I'm begging the higher powers, I need someone to talk to, someone who understands my strange situation.