Weekend blues

I can feel it, this disassociation from all things painful and complicated.  used to be i almost always super-analised everything, words, thoughts, actions, reactions...  especially my own.  these days, i just shut down.  its enough that i exist. keeping myself sane and stable means more to me than anything else, even confronting the truth and upholding my rights. i dunno, it just takes too much effort.  and from helplessness comes despair.  let somebody else save the world.  and if thats wrong, then might as well shoot me.

Sigh.  Theres just too many things wrong with us, the whole lot of us.  even if i wanted to do something, anything,  i wouldnt even know where to start.

God help us.