January 18th

I have found myself incapable of leaving my apartment during the past week, hell, even my bed at times. A paralysing fear has come upon me. I believe someone might have entered my apartment, despite me keeping the doors locked at all times. Merely leaving my room to fetch a drink of water or going to the bathroom necessitates a tremendous amount of effort and bravery, for in my mind's eye I vividly imagine the presence of an intruder lurking around the corner or behind the door I must pass through. Just moments before the time of writing this, I found myself trapped in my bathroom for what might've been hours. Despite this, I am finding myself surprisingly rational about it -- it is as if my body is reacting on a primal level disconnected from my own, logical mind.

I cannot help but worry though, that I will soon lose my mind entirely.