I'm sorry my head is just full of thoughts...

I can't stop them, ergo the spam, I've been laughing out loud for a couple of months now, at my situation, I find myself moved by a deep sadness so I start laughing because my thoughts do that to me. I don't think I'm important, yes you do, no I don't, yes you do... By all accounts I have a schizotypal mental illness, but it's more than that, but I could never put into words it would be chaos. I had little control of my experience, at once absurd and most of all frightening. You wouldn't read about it. So before you judge me, oh that's Michael Jackson. Cut some slack when I'm being, I can't bring myself to say it, inappropriate. God it's hard and to think this might not have happened if I was not taken off a drug that had served me well for 20 years. Guard you sanity with all your power I'm just unlucky, it won't happen to you. Self pity? No, fight for survival, yes. Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair.