Is this what mental health looks like? Where the thought runs and knowing so well that it is not healthy for the mind, it continues anyway? 

I wonder. Why does it function the way it does? I wonder. Is there a switch like one for the light? I wonder. Is it like a bulb that burn when we connect the wrong kilowatt? 

I imagine it in a slow motion where it starts with a spark, continue to create a bigger spike, a sudden burst of flame follows and ends with a blow that looks like a bomb explosion; thereafter, a black smoke comes out of it. That’s when we know this is the end of it and a beginning of the “the end of something else”.

Yes. That’s how insane my mind could run.