Is it the one that couldn't get out of bed all day today and fobbed the kids off with tv and biscuits and didn't answer the phone because I didn't want to talk to anyone? Or is it the one who hates being by myself and is always craving human interaction and communication?
Am I the one who dances around like an idiot texting my friends before a night out, then three hours later wishes I'd not bothered going out at all?
Where does the facade finish and the real me begin? I've reinvented myself so many times I have no idea who the real me is.
Sometimes I feel like a stranger or a passenger in my own body. I look I'm the mirror, and the only thing that seems familiar is the eyes.
Sorry, just having a rough day and feeling very lost.