Sometimes it’s like the tide comes in, and the water covers over everything, and I sorta feel normal. It’s a numb kind of normal, but it’s simple at least. Other times the tide goes out, and the swells churn around the rocks, and then everything under the water becomes visible, and I’m reminded that I’m very broken. At least it’s more interesting and not numb. I can’t say I prefer either one.
The tide is going out.