It’s a good job the Internet exists, else I might really have lost my mind by now.
I’ve been trying this new thing where when shit hits the proverbial fan, I hear a bit of Total Eclipse of the Heart in my head, ‘turn around, bright eyes’. It isn’t much, but it seems to help somehow. I don’t even know why.
I need to do something that shows I’m strong. Not for others, but for me, so I know that I am. Even if that strength is built on the numbness (for lack of a better term) I forge each day. My mind is weak but my will must not be. It cannot be. I don’t want to do things alone, but I must be prepared to do so.