when will it ever end, I begin to wonder. as the passing days start to blur into a fading background once more I'm afraid I'm beginning to feel a bit hazy. the two halves of my brain are currently at war with one another and now my body is paying the price for all of this exasperated stress. the intrusive nature of such thoughts bring about excessive worry so much to the point of wanting to vomit, to starve my body, to cut into my very bones so that I may turn into something smaller. small enough so that these tormenting mind games have no place to make a home. but now my heart is palpitating and yet I can't seem to feel anything anymore. my breathing is hitched and my memories are fading with each intake of air, how much longer must I live like this? I feel as though I'm on the brink of madness...will this nightmare ever end?