I've noticed more and more lately that the further I go along, the more and more I'm slipping back into states of mass paranoia. I've been talking with people and thinking they are acting impersonal towards me, feeling pressured to do things by people who are not pressuring me, and an unshakeable sense of uneasiness that never leaves me. The last time I felt like this I was in my senior year of high school, manic-depressant, and we'll leave it at "I did things to hurt myself on semi-constant basis".

No, this isn't really a cry for help. It's mostly just me trying to vent to let out steam (also, I'm fairly certain people don't often stalk about my dA blogs). I'm trying to get a cap on the whole thing before it turns into a fiasco for myself and others around me. So for those who missed me on MSN and WD last week, this is mostly why. If I disappear again without warning, it's likely still why.

Hooray for emotional black-holes, eh?