Disoriented and stressed—yet grateful. Withdrawal disorientation just made me feel semi-retarded. I was trying to do a task that would have been easy as hell if I weren't still going through withdrawals, but I got incredibly fucking confounded. As I was trying to 'fix' the situation, I had to ask someone else for help. I was so completely mentally clouded and anxious that I couldn't figure out the solution for the life of me and just ended up practically pulling out my own hair. I'm grateful I am sober today, but I feel incompetent. I have such bad anxiety that I'm used to feeling incompetent, but seeing myself like this due to basic everyday shit seriously takes the cake.
Wishing I was invisible, lately I feel extremely paranoid at work, cause of some shit my boss said when I know, or think he was just messing with me....but it still fucked me up. If only he fucking knew. But if he knew, I'd be fucked.