Well, might as well just dive into this while I retain some cohesion and motivation. Have you ever found yourself not trusting yourself? Are there certain factors that you discern which lead you to doubt your own concern for your own well-being? Is there a part of you that has some agenda that you can't make out or ratiocinate?
Of course, I realize this sounds like paranoid raving. It's part of the tactic I believe this mysterious agent employs to simply make it difficult to discuss. This part, since it either is a portion of you or otherwise intimately aware of you as you are of yourself, is the best foil to all your attempts against it. It's such that even if you might think you're aware of it, it offers you absolutely no leverage. Attempts to do so are interpreted as some sort of cognitive defect or dissonance or dissociation or whatever.
What is the aim of this invisible directive?
A mix of factors has made me fatigued trying to just write off this funny thinking, so that I'm integrating these "challenges" as having this intent in order to weaken resolve to whatever it is I'm blindly resisting or avoiding. I like to gorge on information of all kinds. It could be an addiction or something, but as it feels like now, it's as though some subconscious agency is trying to fry these circuits to devalue the product of pure rationality. Why does this shit have to involve fooling myself or leading myself or doing things without my awareness or (conscious) intent?
I feel like things are taking me to another psychotic break, but not quite that magnitude yet. I assume that's why things seem a little more stretched and drawn out, so that digestion doesn't result in reflexively regurgitating counter-productively. Resistance to sleep, social participation, therapy, medication...and all that just been building up for months now. I've rationalized some of those things away from me, making some sort of reason that I've been worn down to accept as part of it.
I don't really expect anything out of posting this other than just getting this shit out of my head.