Quietly but slowly, the world is starting to fall in and around me. I wonder how I am going to get through the whole day? How am I going to play normal? How am I going to perform duties that I normally take for granted, things I can normally do with my eyes closed? My frontal lobe does not have the answers to these questions today.
The less than three hours sleep isn’t helping my executive functioning skills, or in this case, lack of executive skills. The people at the coffee shop are friendly enough but I hope they don’t ask me “How are you?” for I may just tell them.
I move on, I am surrounded by semi-familiar faces, some friendly, some not so friendly and some downright nasty. None of them are my friends or family. Where are my friends and family, I need them? I quietly despair that one of these semi-familiar faces will ask “How are you?”. Please don’t ask me, you don’t want to know.