Me typing out an absolute screed then deleting it because typing it was cathartic but sending it would start the guilt/anxiety cycle.

Me: reading what I commented yesterday

Me, thinking: well that was cringe

For me it’s not when I’m mad at others but like in a high energy acutely depressed state if that makes sense. I go a mile a minute about crazy things like I’m evil and need to save the world from myself. I say crazy things to others that pushes them away.