Part two of things I have done
Staring up at the ceiling in both horror, disgust, fear, and honor.
Numbly looking on at a past version of my self beating someone else up
Shaking my leg at the wall as if to disagree with its very existence
Looking at the floor as more and more disgusting things appear in my sight
Muttering Anhedonia underneath my breath as I furiously work on a project
Sounding out syllables for a made up language in math class