Life has been surreal to me starting 8am on 8/28/05. It hasnt changed, the feeling. Life now, today, is still a surreal feeling. I feel i've never had a past and life started on 8/29/05. Not a thing is the same. Nothing. I try to avoid what i see. I stare straight without looking to the side. But i cant always do that. I can't escape.

I'm working with a state job rehabilitation thing and hopefully i can find a job here where i live. I looked on my own for 2 years and nothing came of it. I'm hoping that when i do get a job that will help me.

I see my t once a week, pdoc once a month, other than that i hide away.