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I’m sick-I have a severe flu and it seems to worsen. Which is to be expected since I do nothing about it; and I do nothing because I don’t care which way the flu will go. Passive-aggressive at it’s best. Or maybe not quite because I’m not trying to make a point, I don’t mean to spite someone or gain someone’s sympathy (there’s no one anyway).  I’m simply indifferent and I don’t mean just the flu. As if I'm dreaming a bad dream and I'm waiting to wake up from it. Is that normal?

Ah, the way I feel lately…I’d say such a lack of desire for life corresponds only to a corpse. I want to see no one or speak to no one or...  What’s happening to me? And how long is it going to last this time?