once upon a bbm

She asked me if I was fine... I wasn't.

"yup" I replied with a garnishing smiley.

I have been battling this for some time now, and it was starting to get the best of me. Excuses.

No longer being able to control the receptors I reside in a limbo of numbness. Days become nights that become light that become dark. In between, there are mild episodes of emotions.

The diagnostic has been give. I know what I have. To fight it means doing something about it. That's the hard part... doing...