I really wonder how much of this pain can one take before he is defeated. The bad news is that I know that many people have suffered WAY more than me, I just started. My life will be unfortunately long, since I seem to have good health and I'm still quite young (36).
I feel like this is not my planet, this is not my body, these are not my hands. Every word out of my mouth seems false, every person seems a ghost, everything seems on the verge of annihilation, everything running towards death, and me leading the pack.
But the anguish... ah damn, that is MY pain, and it's real, solid as nothing else.