I’m not sure what I’m feeling right now. I’m confused I know that. I feel like I just don’t care. Everything eventually ends. Why are we here. People come and go. Even our pets. What is the point? Why do I hurt so much? I don’t get it. I don’t understand humans. I don’t understand who I am, what I am, I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m spacey and confused. That’s all I know. That and I feel like a ghost. Like invincible. Like I could walk in front of a car and nothing would happen. No one would even know they just drove through me.
I’m in the waiting room at therapy and I’m not sure what I’m doing here. I’ve got nothing to offer today. I don’t feel like talking.
What am I doing.