Life is a Mess

“Life is a mess, isn’t it?” 

Things just don’t seem right anymore. Your mind feels like it’s on overdrive. You stopped remembering the days of the week. You are sitting in your chair and everything feels like it’s moving in slow motion, right? Is that just me? Am I truly the only one who feels like everyone else’s lives has paused for them but for me it’s still going like a carousel? My life is a mess. I want to speak, but I can’t find the words. I end up sitting here in silence, because my life is a mess and no one even notices.