im falling down the rabbit hole im peeling myself off like a smushed bug on a wall, or shoe im staring empty and shallow eyed into the void that is my life a ghost, observing it all from the outside, I look at myself and don't recognize her my friends are worried my husband is mad I want to tell them it's alright. "It's me, i'm still here".
But i'm not I'm not quite sure where "here" is anymore