I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
Ever hear that old saying about faking it 'til you make it? If your mindset isn't the perkiest lately, surround yourself with optimistic, independent types. They can keep you on course even through some rough waters.