Day 46, a little unsure of how or which way to go forward, or perhaps even backwards. Some days it brings just a little more pain to realise that perhaps I'm stuck in the present. Some days I feel so invisible but there is so much inside me that wants to be understood. I'm never quite sure who would understand if I did start spurting forth with all the thoughts in my head. I quite like living in a bit of a fantasy land. To be otherwise would be all to boring.