If you can imagine the sensation of your own mind
eating itself, it’s a bit like that. Your mind doubting
every part of itself, and finding a million reasons to
back up the doubt. Friends turn into enemies; love
twists and turns back in on itself until it becomes
Something else, starts to look like its very opposite. Help
becomes harm; harm becomes something necessary.
Your thoughts become arrows, assaulting your mind from
every direction. You start to suffocate under a mountain
of acronyms, diagnoses. The professors are out to get
you, turn you into a robot to suit their agenda for what
you should be. The world is turning against you.
The armies are sharpening their knives.
But you are strong. Stronger than you give yourself
credit for. The only armies are the ones in your mind.
Your mind may be eating itself, but it is only nibbling
on its own tail. You can ignore the nibbling if you want.
You have that power. You have more power than you
know. You don’t need a PhD to know that you are brave.
An acronym is only a tiny portion of the alphabet that
delineates your own unique genius. The professors
know lots of things, but none of those things is you,
the real you, the you you experience from the inside
out. The world is a friend, if you can bear to let it in.
Joshua Seigal
