I feel it when I am too busy.
I feel it when I have no work at all.
I feel it when I try to sleep.
I feel it the moment I wake up.
I feel it as I bow down in prayers.
I feel it when I take a walk.
I feel it when I'm shopping.
I must be medically depressed. And I can only blame myself for letting myself fall through this mental spiral.
"Geh, stop stalking her already. You're giving me creeps."
"I know that already. You're bugging me, and you ain't no help at all. Go."
I hate this kind of monologue forever resonating in my mind.