Feeling rather like this lady, only I don't have a dustbowl to blame. I am feeling increasingly detached from the people around me; I think it's mainly related to how displaced I feel in the physical sense. The idea that I have nowhere to rush off to when I get out of school in May is kind of freaking me out. I have a lot of places that I "can go," for which I am extremely grateful, but no place that I can really call "home." I spent so many years building my home, my family, and my life around one person and one idea, but now that's over and I was so wrong, and now I feel a little like I'm walking around without my outer layer of skin - all vulnerable, and cold, and like anything that touches me will be extremely painful. Lately, I get offended more easily and am more likely to distrust people and believe that no one really cares about me. It's really REALLY freaking annoying to be in my head right now. It's so disgustingly whiny and self-serving, and all I do is start to lose all control and then talk myself back from the brink over and over and OVER again. Keeping myself from flipping out is becoming quite the chore! *thumbs down*
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