Well.

The midnight thoughts that I used to have then weren't even comprehensible much as they were all scattered, my mind racing from one thought to another in a span of seconds. Most of them filled with fears and prayers. Sometimes, it would even seem that my thoughts weren't even from me anymore, like they were coming from someone else. I don't even know what caused my insomnia. I just remember being scared that the only thing that I was clutching onto for hope and protection was some sort of divine mercy that couldn't be felt anywhere, even at my most helpless times. I also used to have hallucinations, and of course, it's a package that comes with paranoia.

I'm just so glad now that I'm past that. Still bits of unwanted voices here and there, but we get by.

Each of our thoughts are private, but you might want to share yours. Tell us about it.