brooding.

I think I need a shrink.

I am growing detached from my environment and I am scared. I put on a facade everyday, doing things which I dun desire, moving around like an empty shell, devoid of self. What is myself? Where is myself? How should I be myself? I dunno myself anymore. I am compromising myself so that I can come to terms with people around me.

I see them happy, I see them sad. I wonder what is in their heads. I wonder what is in mine.

Sigh. Get me another drink.