Seizures all fucking night Sunday. I woke up with blood in my hair from my nose, and a hideous aftertaste lingering that I can only assume is my brain shitting in my mouth for spite. Then since Sunday I’ve had a delight of headache dancing behind my eyes and a ringing in my ears that I cannot answer and isn’t even a hip tone that is downloadable online. Fucking stuck in the 40s brain.
I am not sure what I’ve done to my brain to anger it, but I do believe it is trying to kill me.