It's back. I can literally feel it when I'm slipping. All the stuff I'm doing but have no control of it.
It's like I'm being piloted by someone who I know so well of.
Pictures and voices are getting clearer.
I thought I had it in me to suppress it.
Eventually it's back.

Am I going to go thru all those days again?
I'm doing all I could to stop it.
Someone please help me.
Help me understand myself.
Please. Believe me when I say I'm failing to grasp between reality and fantasy.
Wake me up slowly. Please.