I can't focus. I had so much to say five minutes ago. The numbness scares me... Yet my emotions bring me trouble(s). When I "feel" ... I FEEL ! A touch is a blow ... His touch is like blow & I can't get enough. It's bad for me. It is very addicting. It's going to leave me strung out or somewhere in rehab. Are the fleeting moments worth it? I guess time will tell. After so much of that, this seems foreign. I can be optimistic about anything but love, why?