Nailed it. Exactly how I am feeling right now. Wow.
Imagine that your ears are tuned and listening constantly for the drop of a pin in silence that signals impending explosion.
Imagine your eyes scanning the room, straining to see behind your head as you walk, even half-open in rare moments of sleep, unable to close for fear of missing the approach of the evil that comes with the dark.
Imagine your skin so thin and so sensitive that even the still air rubs like a rasp. Clothes are agony. Underwear is torture. No, no, don’t touch me!
Alert, always alert, and jump at the least sound. Don’t close that door. No, don’t open it. Move my chair, I want to be able to see that door. No, I don’t want that window at my back. Close those drapes.
Who cooked this food? I don’t want it, then.
My bags are packed. I can leave at any moment. My taxi…
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