When you howl---
It’s really lonely doing everything by myself. I do groceries, chores, work, and just literally everything alone. I know I’m not the alone one but... I guess I’m so used to having another voice, another you kind of just following you around. I’ve become so focused that I don’t know whether that voice or me is entirely gone or I’ve tuned it out.
But I really miss the assistance. The first year with DPID I wish it was gone, I wish it never happened to me, and I wish I wasn’t always tired. I wish I wasn’t always anxious and exhausted from teaching two people a skill.
The deeper side of counseling that only you can talk to yourself about is gone, makes me feel even more alone. It’s not a bad alone-- just quiet, and welcomes more thoughts that aren’t supposed to be there.
Oh shadow, when you howl do you fear the echo or the reply?
