What can I do to feel better, God?
I’m spiraling now. I’m alone.
What can I do to feel better, Lord?
I guess I’ll just write a poem.
I hope that it helps.
The pain is intense.
And I have no clue why I hurt.
But I have to get through tomorrow to know
I really feel I have no choice.
I just have to know.
I have to determine
What is the cause of this pain.
I can’t live like this.
I must heal.
I insist.
Can I not just retrain my brain?

I wrote this when I was really suffering from this Central Sensitivity nonsense due to antipsychotics and didn’t post it because it felt too much like complaining.  But I’m in a better headspace now, and I thought it might help someone to read it.

Y’all I can NOT take antipsychotics.  They REALLY screwed me up, but I want to illustrate that the issue taking them for over 15 years caused me was NOT going away as long as I took them.

How are you going to convince me ANYONE *needs these drugs!?

No one does! God doesn’t make mistakes, and he gave us everything we need to remain vibrantly healthy on Earth. Mom had something to do with that, too, but She’s an aspect of Om.

She does have a soul, though.  The Earth is a living being, and everything here is in a symbiotic relationship with Her.