I'm confused and overwhelmed. My moods and the manageability of my life keep changing. Like too fast. Furiously ferociously fast. Last spring/summer was like this too. My brain is filled with obsession,apprehension, apparent and sudden invincibility. Sleep is all over. Drugs are worthless.
Maybe supplements will help? Maybe exercise? Maybe I will get my wits about me and sit in the doctor's chair once again, saying, " I'm sure it's fine. It's fine. It's probably fine" while cackling nervously. [emoji24] It's not fine. I'm not fine. To hell with my inability to speak my mind and share my feelings. My burden on the world is my burden alone, because I am not a burden, but a coward.
But a crow.
Given, in three hours I will probably be a different girl. In different skin that is not so indifferent and not so defeated.


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