I feel things. Who doesn’t? That’s what people do, they feel things. Maybe my feelings just don’t end when other people’s do? Why does the intensity just go on and on and never find a place to rest until I’ve destroyed myself under them? Feelings become so much that they have no choice but to turn off. Can you even tell when I am ok and when I’m not ok? Not everyone writes vague feelings in vague Internet messages. Some people let you know by popping up in obituaries. Ugh, that’s so dark. That’s so not normal for normal people. What bothers me is that that doesn’t bother me..