Days 8,9, 10.

Emptiness still there. "Lost" feeling. There's an aimlessness about me. Not really sure what I should be doing. Stomach still feels weird. I can sit in the same spot forever, but my attention is everywhere. It's like I've suddenly developed ADD. And an inability to think. There's an automatic block in my head and no thought before I speak/write. I just do it automatically. Images in my mind come in pieces now. Covered by darkness or a blanket of static like an old TV with shitty cable. They're not clear. Hallucinations in the dark came back the other night (not last night.) and everything also looked like it was covered in static. My mind is blank. When I'm awake, it feels like I'm dreaming. I'm constantly wondering if the things I'm doing are what I'd normally do and get paranoid that it's not and when the person leaves the room, they're telling the other people how fucked up I am. It feels like there's something missing. (My purpose? I don't know what to do?) Or maybe what's missing is my thoughts. Have you ever read Awake And Dreaming by Kit Pearson? I feel like that. Like I'm fading away almost. Life is a blur.