Sometimes I get caught up in my head. Trapped really. I've gotten better at controlling (or ignoring?) it over the past couple of years and it's not as hard as it used to be. But every once in a while there will be a trigger that puts me back into this place. It's actually comforting in a way - I know it's me, it's something familiar even if it can feel like torture. Maybe that's why I'm here... I've done this in order to feel like this again. I was missing it? Is it inevitable? Nothing is perfect.