The flood is coming

I know that the feelings are going to rush in again, like no other. The thoughts are arriving. The voices are creeping into my mind and heart again. The urge to see my blood rush out of my skin is incredible in the wrong way. I am drowning in my own voice. My sleep is going crazy, I hear the sirens again. I am stupid, I am fat, I am useless. That is all that is rushing into my mind right now. I can not believe that this is happening again. I am even sickened by how many I's there are. Who is the screw up that is in the mirror? Will she ever go away and stop being a pathetic useless loser. Today marks day one of the storm tracking, because its all coming back again.