The state of my union address.

These days I can't seem to catch a break. I usually have a pretty rock solid sense of self, but lately I am finding cracks in the foundation that make me think otherwise. I don't see things as clearly as I used to. I have been making irrational decisions and questioning truths that have always been unwavering veritables in my life. It's weird, I'm unraveling. I'm damn near a mess on the inside.

In the past, when something like this would happen to me I would wait it out. I'd wake up in the morning and travel throughout my day and somewhere along the way something would tell me this is right. Or that's what you should do. Well I've been the most aware I have been in months, more present in my own life than ever, and yet I can't see it. I can't see the answer. It's like looking through a window in the rain. Even my own reflection is blurry and faceless. I'm unsure of myself, teetering around in a body that doesn't feel like mine.

I can't even talk about it because I can't even describe it. Interesting, I know; I've never not had the words for something. I liken it to someone blindfolding me and then driving me to the middle of nowhere and leaving me there. I remember where it was that I came from and feel that burning sense of longing in my chest to go back, but I just don't know how to get there and I can't find the tools to help me on my way. No one is looking for me, no one even notices I am gone. Part of me wonders if just starting over in this new place isn't easier? And oh my god *smack upside the head* that it could be better?

I can't get away from it either. Pervasion. All of my thoughts, all of the time. This lack of self-assurance is starting to freak me out.