Finding talking hard these days. Feels like everything has slowed to a crawl in my brain. Forming sentences is just plain hard. Too difficult and requiring much too much effort. I’d rather stay quiet and lost in my head. Today wasn’t much different from yesterday. The day dreaming was less, guess that is a good thing. Instead I just felt lost and stuck. Maybe this is some frost induced catatonia. and no I’m not joking. I really don’t know anymore. Is this life? Is this severe depression? I don’t know. I have been conditioned to think this is me, my illness. But I know plenty of sane people who are struggling under this extreme weather. But the fear isn’t there. There is only resignation. I have stopped seeing forward. I just don’t know how to put words to what my mind is experiencing.