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a break for a while 4:16 p.m. Jan. 26, 2005
My body just feels like it's not mine, I don't feel like I even belong here some days. Everything feels strange and foreign. I look at my arms and they seem similar to a block of wood. I touch it and it is oddly soft by what I see, even if my finger tips can't feel it. I don't want to cry, I don't want to break down. Maybe I need to. Jesse was telling me last night that I am such a control freak that I may just worsen any symtoms of illness I have. He may be right but he may not be. A person feels they can only handle so much. I feel ok for a while then something will always come up. It always happens. I don't feel that I will ever be free to breathe. I don't even know if I want to write anymore. I just want to hold a pen in my hand for comfort. I am going to disapper into my own world for a while. I will work on my energies through reiki, healing foods, meditation and by making many physical changes to everything around me. |