S is for Shadows

What else had I forgotten?

Feedback loops keep building up with each cycle, amplifying more and more with each reiteration, until at last they become deafeningly loud. My thoughts were doing that. I needed a silencer for my thoughts, a way to break their circular flow, because I knew that I wouldn't work anything out if I kept dwelling on things that only provided me with conclusions that led back to the initial questions about my own sanity - and how much I could trust myself.

I felt like I was being far too analytical to be genuinely insane. In the rock/paper/scissors argument inside of my head, being slightly neurotic cancelled out being genuinely bananas. But was that just another sign of my mental instability?

To answer: I couldn't trust myself any more, completely, since I couldn't work out why I'd forgotten a few things. Flawed logic or not, I would have to trust that Janine (most importantly) and Hunter (without historical involvement with us) were sane, rational, and here to help. So I decided to stop questioning inconsistencies in their behavior while I focused on working out my own mental glitches.


   

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