This is Nobody Loves Me Week. Bottomless, thick rage swirls in my head like an electric storm, with only the occasional lightning bolt to illuminate the darkness.

I no longer understand myself, nor am I in control. Something has taken over and is propelling me to the brink of violence and into lethargy, over and over again every second. A vibrating zigzag of despair and confusion. I can't get a handle on it. I'm lost, adrift in my own misery, livid, trembling, incoherent. Loathesome and pitiful.