For some reason my sick mind felt it necessary to revisit an old hurt. A very deep one. Why? Why do I do this to myself? Just like the quote says, there is a monster in my head. It seeks me, and takes hold. It replays visions, conversations and pain over and over until I cannot take it anymore.
It causes me to lash out, and be hurtful. It causes me more pain than I already have. It causes anger, rage, panic, fear, sadness, and it torments me. And then, you wake up another day, and wonder why? What the hell just happened? Where did that come from?
The tornado is gone. The monster is asleep. For now.