Technically, I’m okay

While I’m alive, I don’t feel too "well" right now.  My inner psycho, Ralph, is giving me a hard time again, letting me know all the time that I HAVE to hate myself.  It’s not with words, this time.  It’s just feelings.  Louis is freaking out, and I don’t know a specific reason, but I know it’s tied into all this.  Just can’t let us be happy.