i feel like, while i'm withdrawn inside my body, an actor has taken over for me, and is behaving in ways i might normally not. it feels like i'm just hanging out inside, watching him.
it's a bit disconcerting...
arguing with myself about staying in tonight. i haven't wanted to go out at all, but every time i hurt, i want to, and i've had a tension headache from hell today that meds aren't helping with.
i don't know what to do, and it sucks...