I feel like my brain and body are working overtime right now trying to protect me from the emotions brewing just below the surface. Weighing them down with anchors to keep them from floating up where they can be detected, recognized and acknowledged. I feel so numb and indifferent yet every now and then I get a sense of fuck, this is gonna be bad, or it is bad. It’s like I have the itch to act out again but don’t care enough or have enough energy to do it. and then sometimes things are fine but again it’s the indifference toward everything. And then I have moments of being fucking sad. It’s the weirdest thing and it’s scary sometimes. Or maybe this is what it’s like to feel stable?! A little of everything? No clue.