No joy, no sorrow. Wake up in the morning, go to bed at night. Go through the dreary motions of existing between. Breathe, eat to stay alive. Talk to stay sane. Work to avoid guilt. Continuous paranoia, mind stifled by fear. Inattention to everything. Indifference to everything. Looking forward to nothing. Powerless to fight, pervading air of resignation.
I love my life. I don't want to be like this.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
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