This was a strange day. My T urges me to relate what I feel to the things happening in my life.
I think he's right, but the anguish seems so huge that any fact of life seems a trivial explanation.
Anyway, today I've felt dizzy, confused and... suspended. I'm just standing and waiting.

My family knows my problems, and they are quite supportive. But I don't want to shock them more then it's necessary.

I'm short tonight, not going to tickle my mind if it's napping.
I'm surely safe, unfortunately. Death is my biggest fear.

Your encouragement is important. Thank you