I constantly feel like somethings wrong. With me, or how I feel, or how I think, or what I’m thinking about. In reality I know there’s nothing wrong. But reality’s not where I am. I feel like I’m on the outside looking in at myself, or maybe even vice versa. I *know* nothings wrong, but I can’t feel it. I haven’t been able to relax in months. 

Everything feels like it’s happening far away or around me, and yet too close to me at the same time. Like I’m watching everything play out without really being able to be there. I’m constantly looking for what’s wrong but I can’t find the answer because there isn’t one. But everything’s fine. 

I don’t want to be fine. I want there to be something wrong and for someone to tell me there is so that I can try and fix it. Because if nothing on the outside is wrong, than that means the only thing that’s wrong with me is me, and I don’t know what to do with that.