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Oh, what a day.

10:05 PM, 6/10/2008 .. Posted in There's no comfort here .. 0 comments .. Link

I feel so detached from it all.  People ask me questions and it takes a minute to realise that they expect an answer. Then another minute to formulate an answer that is within the acceptable range of what most people would regard as normal.

 

Forget asking questions, making appointments, organising job hunts; that simply isn't possible.

 

I even got my daughter to do my grocery shopping because I feel so alien amongst people, like I don't belong; strange and separate.

 

The telephone rings and I look at it as if its a bit of foreign technology I've never seen before: strange and frightening. If I let it ring it will stop eventually. I don't think that the person on the other end can possibly have anything to say that will be of any interest to me at all, so I just let it ring.

 

Food: I know it's supposed to be good and necessary but I can't make choices. My daughters tell me what they want to eat and I do my best. Then I stop moving again and go into blank mind mode.

 

God, I just want to be numb all the time. Everything apart from numb just seems a waste of energy and I'm so tired.

 

I'm so tired.


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