Get Out Of Your Head Novels & Stories

The stupid voice in my head starts to fester unnecessary doubt in my mind. “It is better to hear from the horses mouth, instead of putting myself through unnecessary mental stress” I shake the voice off as I try to catch up with Brian who wasn’t considerate enough to reduce his pace, knowing that I am walking in heels, and I can’t walk as fast as he is.

You are not going to mess that up over something you cannot even fully explain. Get it out of your head, Tyler. Get it completely out of your head. I opened my notebook to a clean page and stared at it.

“The only difference between today and that night is that if you get knocked down, you won't get the chance to get back up.” I angrily flicked a leaf off my hand. He was right. I knew he was right. And I was pissed that he was right. He bumped his huge head into me playfully. “Relax and let your other half through.” “How?” “I can feel her. It's like letting the block on our mindlink down, but this time do it with your whole body. Envision stepping out of your skin.” It worked… I guess. I had no idea if it did, I just felt lighter.

I deadpanned inside my own head. Leah exhaled like a tired mom. “You are so stubborn. Okay, listen…it’s like a hotspot or Bluetooth. Just imagine the person you want to talk to. Picture yourself standing right in their head. But you have to open your own channel first so they can hear you back. Try it. It’s literally not that hard.” I focused on Victoria. Pictured a huge empty white space, just me and her standing there like we were the only two people in the universe. Then I pushed a tiny thought through.

I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache starting to form. I needed to clear my head. Get away from all this madness. Without thinking twice, I grabbed my coat from the back of the chair and slipped on my shoes. A walk. A walk would help. Fresh air, space—anything to get out of my own head. The walls of this house felt like they were closing in on me, suffocating me.

“What she said, what she meant, whether you were used or not. That kind of thinking will drive you insane.” I rubbed his temples. “It already kind of is.” Mike grabbed my own glass and took a sip. “Then stop doing it to yourself.” I gave him a skeptical look. “Easier said than done.” “Sure,” Mike said. “But sometimes the best thing you can do is just not give it any more space in your head.” I stared down at the table again, quiet. Mike gestured toward his drink. “Tonight? Don’t think about Clara. Don’t think about what she meant, what she didn’t mean, any of that.” He shrugged. “Just drink it off and let your brain take a night off.”

get out of my thoughts, you might see somehting you don't want to. LimberJack: you didn't answer right away and that made me assume that you were overthinking things and probably put yourself down. the wheels in your head never stop spinning, do they sweetheart? LonelyGirl: you're right. and sadly no, not really. LimberJack: want some help getting you out of your head and into the here and now? 😁 LonelyGirl: I'm desperate, wanna help me out with this, cowboy?

She hummed, “Do you want to talk about them?” I shook my head again, “No, but I think I’m going to take a walk today to try to clear my head.” I looked over to her and she nodded her head and smiled, my mom knew how important it was to clear your mind when something was bothering you. ‘You could either go stir crazy with your thoughts trapped in the house or you could release them to the earth and let it cleanse you,’ that was what she always said. “Just be safe and don’t go too far, love you,” she said from a distance at the table as I opened the front door.

He was knocked down, then got up again. If this had been the old me, I might have been moved. But now, thinking of how filthy and rotten he had become, I only looked away in disgust. I could not turn off the television, so I put on a coat and went outside for some air. Unexpectedly, Vivian came straight toward me, furious and cursing. "Stella! Look what you've done! "Julian is about to be beaten to death, and you're just strolling around here? Do you have any conscience at all?"