*sigh*
Today, when I logged into my Live Journal and another yahoo group to which I belong, I discovered that an aquaintance had passed away. Sad, yes... but here is what is bothering me... it doesn't matter to me. I didn't even react to the news. The only thing I reacted to was the fact that one of the posts was an email from someone... an ex-friend... who betrayed me in a very bewildering way. I felt a momentary surge of panic and anger at the sight of his name. But then I didn't care. Sometimes being so heavily medicated is disturbing to me, and other times it is a relief. Right now, I am just a little confused. Am I making any sense?
Obsidian
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Obsidian
Lord, help me be the person my psychiatrist medicates me to be...
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