Have to be.
I feel like my brain is shutting down.
My speak pattern have gotten so bad, I'm having trouble getting words out when I talk.
Some days I think I do something but can never find the proof afterward. It's like living in Deja Vu.

My body is slowly breaking down. Right behind my mind.

It's pretty bad to think that I'm probably only alive because I have Tyler.
I think I'd honestly be dead otherwise.
I just don't care anymore.