Andee
Chameleon Enthusiast
I start feeling like a flake when my depression hits or the nerve pain gets in the way, or generally when life decides to swallow me whole and before I know it I have lost two days and I literally don't remember the passed 48 hours. I don't know when my memory got this bad, it happened this last week. I at least used to remember what I had to do for the day usually. Now I have lusts and alarms up the wazoo and still I forget things left and right. I think I am somehow sleep deprived. But sleep has been elusive. And I just can't stop chipping away at my self confidence. For so long I thought I had things under control and now I am barely holding on again. I miss the days when my own mind was easier to ignore and the constant berating of my own thoughts. Ugh idk why I am typing this here... It just feels right sometimes and every where else I get flak.