the tale-tell signs, when paranoia kicks in.. when the jitters creep in.. and when i sense that i'm beginning to lose it.. the followings are the sure shot pointers.. bottom line:: stay out of my way, for your own safety..(sic)
- my hands turn clammy..
(though, when i say this, Mr.D begs to differ.. he says that my hands are forever clammy.. but then again, i beg to differ.. and so, i agree to disagree..) - i don't feel very good.. about anything.. and yet nothing in particular..
- i lose the ability to be specific..
- i can't focus..
- i become shifty..
- i have this tremendous urge to keep my fingers busy..
- i can't seem to stand mirrors..
- my brain and/or mind stops working rationally..
- i start scribbling.. at times even unintentionally.. at times, intentionally..
(Mr.D says that he'd rather have me in this perpetual state of paranoia, as he will get to see those awesome(strictly his views and opinion, this) sketches!) - i tend to fight with every feeling that tends to show up in my body..
- i go underground..
- i turn absolutely unreachable.. no terms of contact..
(though, living in the same house, it kind of becomes a bit of an inconvenience, as my mamma always keeps on bumping to me.. and my pops seems to be simply unable to do without me.. though, even then, the "shut-doors" come in handy) - i'm cranky..(sic)
- i feel cold..
- i can't sleep..
- i blabber..
which i have realised, been doing for quite long..
so, i better stop.. or no.. i have to pull myself away from this lapi.. *oh boy..*
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