bad bad thoughts

The obsessions are getting worst. Almost annoying. I keep on counting more if I feel anxious, waiting for something or someone or if I neglect my work.

Then there's these bad thoughts of how I would hurt myself. Falling from stairs, hit my head on a table, or hit by a car. I can imagine like flashes of pictures how it would feel. How my gum would bleed and swollen if it hits the edge of a table. Or how my back would crush when the car's front hit it.

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