May

Weird to read Jed's emails. They seem written by a human. (Just discovered them at another mail address.)

But if I've learned anything lately it's that life needs to be processed out of the body. Especially the trauma stuff, mind, body or otherwise. 

It's a bitch. The stress going through my bowels is killing me, hopefully not literally. Everything hurts in the whole area. It's gotten very bad. 

Trying to process it out via EFT tapping, but also have some emergency muscle relaxants now.

My memory is shit, my IQ seems down by at least 20 points, there are weird things happening that I don't even want to describe because they scare me shitless..

I don't know what the fuck is going on. 

I don't know. This process sucks. It's terrible awful no good bullshit. After so much shit, now this and still shit. More shit to look forward to?

I don't know. I don't see it anymore. There's no glimpses lately just a sluggish dragging on and seemingly moving without going anywhere.

Jed, please write a book. Reading online is bad for my eyes. It's not a pleasant way to read. The screen hurts. Please, for me and others who read from paper.

Maybe this was meant for a book, Jed. The bones you can hang the story on.