"I can feel my soul bouncing around in my body sometimes, trying to escape. It wants to be set free. It doesn't want to stay inside me anymore. Part of my sick psyche thinks that the only way to escape the emotional pain I'm going through is to somehow leave my body." Ryan confessed to his psychiatrist.
"That certainly is deranged thinking, Ryan. But I hear what you're saying and I can somehow imagine how you must be feeling."
"Can you really?? It's not an easy thing to explain..."
"Well, elaborate for me if you would, please??"
"There is so much anger and rage burning in my blood, all the fucking time. There is so much self hate and utter loathing for who I am. I've hurt everyone I've ever loved. I've burned love out with everyone I love. I've laid waste to my entire life, and I have no one to blame other than myself. This hell that I'm in now is all mine. I created this. Living with that knowledge and pain is more than I can bear. It's eating me up, all the time, torturing my soul."
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