I don’t want to talk about it

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?


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