Today I touched a high enough level paranoia. To be honest I was nervous abbestia. I slapped my partner bench nerd, I wept with joy for my dear Alela that will live with (what I am sure it is) the love of his life, broke my board because I do not understand things. So this is my hell. The days of paranoia are unmanageable for me and those around me. Seeking confirmation and break it, when I give it are not enough, and then I calm down more and more I sweat. The brain runs wildly and coming: nausea, sweating, muscle aches-like. The somatizing women.
Managing the hell? Looking for paradise. And if there? Build it from scratch.
And if hell trying to get into heaven? I make him an ass like that.
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