I don't even curr none, I'm just gonna jump right into it. Explanations are irrelevant now.

A lot has actually happened. No, it hasn't been one of those weeks where everything feels different, but nothing actually changed. NOT LIKE THAT.
Eesh, this is awkward. I'm no fan of specifics, but I have to say something.
Sometimes, things happen. Big things.
They happen once, twice, and sometimes every week. Quality, not quantity, if you will.
Sometimes when things happen, they trigger other things.
Many more sudden changes. A domino effect, if you will.
Sometimes you slip back into bad habits. Sometimes you slip into new habits. Sometimes you find yourself in the most unexpected places.
Sometimes, this unexpected place is... a little eery, if you will. I hate the whole sometimes / if you will pattern I have going, but I don't hate it enough to change it.
Anywho, EERY. Sometimes eery in a way that could remind someone of being some form of an experiment.
Oh god, my stomach feels sick.
It's like living in a cage. They watch you, and they take notes, and you're never really alone.
THEY GOT THEIR EYES ON YOU, and they'll admit it too.
Even those few things of relief only lead to more... more... I can't find the word.
Feelin' really sick, feelin' really sick.
Everything is blurred. You're running away, but not from your problems. You're running to them, all sealed up in a cage, with the door widely welcoming you in, only to slam behind you.

Please don't get lost. ):

There.