I left the house for the first time since Thursday today, or was it Friday? I don't know.
It was like i was trampling through mud. I kept taking a step, including myself in conversations, speaking and just, being, and then BAM. I go quiet and this internal voice just shouts at me and yet is silent at the same time.
Today, i feel strange. I feel like nothing will lift me. It will. And i know i wont always feel like this because i didn't feel like this yesterday and i might not feel like this tomorrow but...
strange. I feel strange...
I know that feeling. I have found no matter the situation, putting one foot in front of the other helps; though sometimes its inch by inch. Well done for faces your fear. Have you tried music? (you prob have but its a suggestion)
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