Grateful for this Saturday
Not much to report on today. I have slept most of today which I have needed, and I still need more, but when I haven't slept, I have been thinking stupid morbid thoughts again. The thing that stands out the most is that I haven't had a hug from anyone above the age of 13 that has meant anything or felt good since my mother lost the ability and I felt the need to emotionally detach as a self preservation thing. I really miss that connection with another human being. I guess the most cruel part of this disease is the being aware part. I know that these thoughts are pathetic and self destructive and yet I am still thinking them. I guess it would be like an anorexic knows that their thought patterns are stupid and yet they are real and can't be helped. I would much prefer to be unaware but that would mean I would have to be locked up and I don't want that either. Good grief. Universe 1) I am grateful that while I had a disturbed sleep last night, I still managed to get b