kala

I have a cut from a razor accident on my face but every time it tries to heal, I rip off the skin again so it bleeds. I think the wound is getting deeper. I know I need to get help for this problem but will it cause a scar?

I have trouble remembering the face, or visualizing my own mother. I have to remember the color of my friend’s backpacks, shoes, or the style of their hair. If I try to think of a face I just draw a blank. In my dreams faces aren’t mostly distorted or blurry. I can’t imagine other things just fine. Why only faces?

I can’t see yellow on paper. I mean, I can see it but I can’t make out shapes or words. They just look like bright blobs. It’s the same with dark blue on a black or gray surface. My friends don’t see to have this problem but I remember one of my old teachers having it. I’m quite young but does it have anything to do with me being born with cataracts?

I see birds circling above me, white sheets of cloth coming at me. It’s quite beautiful sometimes. Other times it’s terrifying. I see faces and people hunched over in the corner. And this thing I like to call ‘The Sandbag Lady’ Imagine a sandbag and you pressed your fingers to indent a smiley face. Imagine an empty smile, the bag is now in shape of a woman and it has a straight black hair wig.

I feel her standing over me as I hide under my covers, I faintly hear her walking around my room. It isn’t sleep paralysis since I can close my eyes and move, though i’m scared to get up and investigate.

I know it’s in my mind and it isn’t real but does this happen to anyone else.

I tried drawing a picture of the sandbag lady on my phone. I just used the shitty markup option on a white background so it looks like a 4 year old drew it bare with me. If i can’t attach it I won’t.

I see faces at night. In the corner of my room, on my ceiling fan, on my TV. I hate it. I see birds circling the ceiling that look like crows. Dark blue and black. I see what looks like white sheets falling onto me and disappearing.

I see people hunched in the corner of my room quivering. None of these things are actually there though.

I asked my mom and she just said I had an overactive imagination.

My weird stress habit is eating my own hair. Whenther it’s from my tips, my eyelashes, arm hair, even eating from my hair brush. I can’t stop myself I have bite marks on my arms.

I see tiny red green and blue dots flashing rapidly at night most of the time, but sometimes during the day. It looks kind of like colorful TV static.

In the corner of my eye, I see my cat everywhere. But I come to find it was just my imagination. I also dream of cats. Russian Blue cats, a certain one named Tulip keeps appearing. She wears a pink collar with a bell.

I don’t know why I keep seeing cats.

I just heard my dad chewing downstairs and I spiraled into a panic attack and a mix of screaming. I don’t know what to do.