“I was so sure I had everything under control the other day but I went on appointments, grocery shopped, all with a silly, sixteen-year-old smile on my face. When I caught sight of myself in the mirror, I looked different, gleeful. I was warm with people all day, caring, ridiculous. Around five o’clock that same afternoon, somebody else took over and again I felt different. That’s the way it happens, they just take over. They take me. I’m them. Am I crazy? What do I do now?”
