I probably ‘should’ write a post about what happened on the weekend but I don’t want to. I’m sick of running over it in my head. I’m sick of thinking about the ‘what ifs’ and the ‘could haves’. Honestly I just want to forget it all happened.
I’ve been in a daze, zombie like state since. I just can’t seem to turn my frown upside down. I ‘death stare’ people just to get them to stop looking at me because I feel like everyone is looking at me. Paranoid or what. I hate going to the doctor for that reason….I always feel like everyone is looking at me. Why do they need to have the chairs facing each other anyway?