the progression

the onset of a sickness:

act I: self-denial
act II: finally admitting you have a problem
final act: depression

every waking moment feels like part of this play. i never leave the sanctuary of my room without my suit of armor and my layer of polish. and i adjust to what is expected of me and how i am to behave; merely a veteran actor making his umpteenth appearance.

i wish there was something i could do.

+listening to: becoming george by abel korzeniowski