I know it

I discovered I may have Tourette's Syndrome. I know I have psychosis.

I know I have been diagnosed. I have to overcome this. I am schitzo-effective with depression. And anxiety. I'm falling apart.

But lately I'm calm now. I'm coming undone. I've unravelled everything I've unravelled. Now I must be done.

I said everything I have to say. This chapter is closed. And now I have begun.