silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
I'm twenty years old and have been stuck in this mental institution since I was fifteen. You see, they say I've got some sort of illness - probably something with "psychosis" or "paranoia" in the name, don't you think? Anyway, it doesn't matter what they call it because I just know that my brain is different from everyone else's.
I'm not sure how I ended up here. One minute I was living a normal life at home and the next thing I knew, I was in some sort of padded cell surrounded by nurses who always seem to be talking about "my condition." It's all so confusing. Sometimes I think they're just making it all up to keep me from escaping - like this is some kind of game.
You know what? Forget it. Who cares how I got here? What matters is that I'm stuck in this place and have no idea when or if I'll ever get out again. And honestly, the thought of being trapped here forever doesn't exactly fill my heart with joy. But hey, at least I've found other people who are crazy - we can all be friends together in our own little world! Maybe one day we'll even find a way to escape... or so I dream.
