I really do try to stay optimistic, but, um, enough is enough already. I can barely eat, sleep, or think anymore. I have become Comfortably Numb. Yes, I just quoted Pink Floyd. I have resorted to looking to music in an attempt to define how I am feeling, because I honestly don't know anymore.
"I'm pretty good, how are you?", "I'm good.", "I'm fine.", and "I'm alright" have been my automatic responses to the question of how I am doing for so long that now that I'm not sure
I even know the truth...
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