Race cars

1000 and 1 thoughts running through my mind at 200 miles per hour; I can't control them.

They are like race cars going along a racetrack that never ends; just a constant circle with new ideas flowing in and old ideas going out.

No one fully understands. It is not something I want to happen, it just happens. There is no off switch. There is no stopping these cars until they run out of gas and get taken into the shop but they are immediately replaced with a different car that has a different thought.

They race around my brain and control me. They mess with my emotions the most. They go from sad to angry to happy to crying in one lap around the track.

These cars interfere with other people's lives that I come in contact with. These people don't understand what's happening and take it the wrong way. They see it as something I control and how I want to act or be. But I do not. I don't want this to be happening to me.

I want to be able to control my own emotions and thoughts and feelings when I want to. These cars have taken control of my brain and I am trying to get them all into the pit station once and for all.

When I think I almost have them all gone, 4 more come out of no where and start racing around at the most inconvenient times. Little by little there is progress but it can be stirred up so easily it will all come back.

I am working on it and trying to signal these cars out. They need time to run out of gas though, it is not an instant change as much as I wish it could be. So be patient with me. The cars will soon run out of gas and the real me will soon be able to emerge.