Is there a
word for an active paranoia and thriving neurosis? Each respective side of my
face switches off twitching; it’s a twitch-switch.
I have become immersed in
the worst type of affliction: masochism. This manifests in minimal sleep,
exorbitant hours of study, sporadic mealtimes, and the endless badgering of
self-doubt. At least this affliction is delivered with punctuality and
structure…I can count on it. That’s something.