i decided long ago that the truly difficult experiences in life were like acid baths that burned away almost everything except the bare basics. i think i am suffering and struggling, then the world sends me to the acid bath and i am reminded what real suffering is.

The flesh of my soul is being seared away.

A friend of my mother had a son who was burned in an accident. He spent a couple of months on the burn unit. In the early stages they have to strip away the burned flesh, and the tissues which die later, to prevent infection. This is an excruciating process. My mother's friend said she had to walk to the far side of the hospital campus to get away from the sound of his screams.

THAT is what i feel like... i am being held down and my being torn apart.

Needless to say, life is hard right now. i am not depressed, no more than i was a week ago.. what has changed is the world around me. Some things have happened in my little world which have just destroyed it.

i am the walking dead. i can't think, can't focus well even though i have perfect vision, can't tolerate people or stimulus.

[Perna]

Wish I had some soothing cream for the burns.