I feel invisible, hiding out in this tiny bedroom. Tethers to the outside world fading. I feel like I'm retreating more and more inward. I'm here all by myself today, which feels incredibly vulnerable. Plans include: listening to music, writing a few emails, and reading a few blogs. I need to push myself to do these things, as my interest and feelings towards things/people are dissolving into apathy. I keep trying, though. I keep reaching for the sake of reaching.