I Don't Know

Whether things are coming together or falling apart, it's how you look at it that counts, I guess. Down here in the valley I can only see the broken and the breaking. I may see things differently by tomorrow. Right now, in this moment, I feel like I have already lost everyone that I love. Maybe that's just the paranoia talking, the fear of abandonment. But who can really say what is truth and what is a lie? How can we judge anything past what we feel in our gut? Just because I have a mental illness, does that mean my heart never tells me the truth?  I am so mixed up inside and I don't know how I can get fixed so I think correctly. What is correctly? I wish I knew.