***This chapter has some trigger warnings. There is mentions of suicide and r**e that might be triggering for certain audiences. Please proceed at your own risk. I will mention it again once it comes up with the asterisk and bold in place similar to this***
I groan. God, I need to stop waking up this way. Usually, it takes a lot to make me pass out, but lately I've been passing out left and right. At this point it's getting so ridiculous, I think I might just be losing brain cells.
I couldn't help but be technical about it but passing out causes less oxygen to go to the brain and that in turn kills brain cells.
Am I becoming stupider? Nah, I would shake my head at myself if it didn't already feel like a kettlebell. I want to get up but at the same time I don't. Every single time I wak
