#38 Don't Ask

Shit.

There's that dizzying feeling...

Like the walls are closing...

And I don't want to be asked, what's the matter...

It's just swirling, swirling...

I'm sorry...

God I know You are with me. See me through. How can I truly be sound-minded after 18 years? Everything seems heavier.

Don't take my word. Break it.