Caring--But Not Enough

“Soon madness has worn you down. It’s easier to do what it says than argue. In this way, it takes over your mind. You no longer know where it ends and you begin. You believe anything it says. You do what it tells you, no matter how extreme or absurd. If it says you’re worthless, you agree. You plead for it to stop. You promise to behave. You are on your knees before it, and it laughs.”
― Marya Hornbacher, Madness: A Bipolar Life 

There are so many random thoughts swirling around in my head right now.

Each time I attempt to concentrate on one, another one interrupts.

I can't complete any one task right now.

I'm getting nervous because I feel like I'm forgetting to do something that has an expiration date.

One that's either rapidly approaching or already gone.

The thing is, I don't really care.

But I do care.

But not that much.

Do you see where this is going?

I'm having a battle with my own mind and my mind is winning.

Day Eight