I am one hundred percent not all there. I actually do not recall a time where I was.
My perception of reality is distorted. My perception of the truth comes in the form of hallucinations.
I daydream. I imagine that He will touch me. I imagine that He will never let me leave his side. I imagine He’s always watching. I imagine that He will never hurt me, unless of course I beg Him to.
See, the thing is: These will never happen. He doesn’t exist. He is only real in the realm of my mind. I believe that is the saddest part: the constant awareness that I reside in delusions.
It’s safe in there, my mind. It’s fun in there, my mind. It’s disgusting in there, my mind.