Wanted to write a bit.

This starts as a self-healing journey.

Desperately want an angel to rescue me,to set me free from the delusion that I'm a prisoner trapped in my very own mind.I have no control over the most naughty monkey in my mind.On the contrary,he controls the rudder at times.This is too bad.Cuz it's the source of my pain.The damned monkey won't stop reminding me of all the pain that life brings,all the sorrow of regrets,and all the depression that I go through.This is too sad.

Sometimes I feel like I need a doctor and I need some sort of psychological therapy to relieve all the stress and all the overthinking.But I can't.I still have faith in myself that I can help myself,I can heal all the wounds and that I can dust all that pain off my shoulders.

Sleep well.

Tomorrow is another battle in waiting.