One night I had the weird headache out of nowhere. Still don’t know what it was or where it came from. No idea why, but I ended up on the couch just thinking “everything is bad, I’m bad, why even bother, I fucking suck at everything, etc.”

I’m pretty good at separating myself from my own thoughts, especially when things get out of hand, so I knew to just sit and let it blow over. This was very, very good because in that moment I caught a glimpse of where someone might be if they were thinking of commiting suicide. It was such a strong force of self-hate and hopelessness all I could really do was lie there and hope it would pass.

Had a normal day after that, but holy hell. There’s not a lot of logic to it, the best you can really do is be kind to people and pray they see the lighthouse in the storm.