Lost in the Haze

What to say about something I technically can't talk about...

(AI Art. Prompted by me.)

Isolated. Cut off. Alone.

That’s how I am right now.

A situation, the tip of an iceberg of much bigger issues, led to my breaking point.

It caused a scene.

Being told I can’t talk to the people who I usually see daily and probably know and care the most about me (besides my wife) is hard.

Being told I can’t talk to certain other people is very difficult.

I try to feel like I’m on vacation early.

But it’s not a reward.

It’s a sentence.

Will I even be let back?

When this ordeal is done, do I even want to go back?

I’m planning a Plan B already.

It may be time to move to the next phase of things.