It is noon, am sick, I opened my eyes at 10 am with panic attacks, sad thoughts, anxious, with the cold still and with my depression all over me, now drinking a cup of tea with lime and honey am just sad. Wishing that I have one morning like normal people, one morning when I don't have to push myself really hard to get up of bed, to clean out, make some tea, start another sick and empty day, no matter how much am doing, all hurts inside ...

I wish am normal today, but later I can't stop to wonder - What is being normal?