Been sitting at home now for ages. Feels like a lifetime. I glide transcendentally back and forth - like some kind of slow motion autistic kid - from the giddy love for my self-righteous rejection of society, to a deep and soul crushing depression. During the long, drawn out pauses - you know, the ones where it seems like a person may actually be able stand on their own? Without that all encompassing fear of falling into an abyss, (or where the darkness has been carefully hidden, with eyes wide shut), the episodes where I don’t give a fuck either way? I’m really fucking high on opiates.
I deleted my facebook account and my first thought was how I should phrase it on my facebook status.
What a conundrum! Thank god for alternate social media :-)