I still don't feel much other than overall despair and numbness.
I have small moments of happiness, but I feel I am still largely acting and smiling in a way that's not consistent with how I actually feel inside. I keep wondering if this will all add up to having feelings again. I look at pictures, and I sure look different than I feel.
Today we had meetings in the the morning to plan for our staff member's impending departure. I worked at home in the afternoon. I put in a few more bricks into the yard border. Feels extremely good to do something simple, tangible, outside, that will make something messy look better.
Messy, now tidy.
I'd like more of that in my own life, please.
Quickly.
Hahaha... the gods are laughing.