Big Mouth

Sometimes I wish I could just leave my mouth shut or sleep so that I'm not talking. Nightmares last night, horrible sleep, bad night last night. Not the best end to a decent weekend. I don't know what I'm doing, where I'm going. Do I need to reconsider everything that I've thought was true about myself and about other people? Am I just overanalyzing everything. Am I just being paranoid? This is a rambling post. I just want this peace and comfort and belonging and security that I always crave and rarely feel. And I want to stop saying things that make me feel regret and guilt. It's such a horrible feeling. I worry that I am just destroying everything good and that it will always be this way. Drama life. I wonder if other animals get lonely?