My fingers are screaming for me to stop.
But it's not louder than the screams inside yet.
And hence, the days will continue to count.
And you know when you put so much shit into something, and just one mistake to make everything fall apart.
In the past, I used to wonder how could people be so affected by climbing.
Or rather wonder about how painful it is to not be able to climb well.
And I tend to see their problems as small as compared to what's going on in my head on a day to day basis.
But I've come to realise that someone's problem might not be small even if it seems small to you.
And I shouldn't belittle theirs.
I could feel them trying to fight free.
Especially when my wrist started to hurt and my split just makes me unable to climb anything.
And I need to contain them.
Before they start getting out of hand and causing unnecessary commotion to people who I hold dear.
They almost broke out of the gate today.
I almost screamed at the wall or just run to the toilet and let them out.
I'm lucky nothing of this happened.
And I'm sorry to you.
I didn't expect to upset you in anyway.
Maybe I shouldn't try to be funny especially when my head is exploding.
And fuck, I don't even want to blog about any of this.
Just gonna climb it off tomorrow.
Please be good.
I'll neutralise you.
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