I found myself praying for the voices inside my head to quiet down because I feel like if they were allowed to continue, it would only take a matter of time before I would start to lose my mind.
They were testing the limit of my sanity and the busy street in front of me was not helping at all.
I felt worst; there was this voices whispering awful things for me to commit. Whilst, on the other hand, there was this people, talking about me behind my back.
I could certainly hear them talking about how weird I am at the moment. But right now, I could only care less for their opinion.
I tried my hardest not to get affected by the noise around me. Likewise, I did my best not to pay heed on what the voices was telling me to do.
At first, I was thinking that this was just probably a hunger strike doing me good. Since I am well aware of how much I had been neglecting taking my proper meal.
So, I was not expecting it to last that long, to begin with.