The Old Me Visit and The Zombie

The Old Me takes a trip to her old stomping grounds where she used to work up north. Time marches on. But she is sad. She feels stuck. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck. The New Me doesn't care. She lets The Old Me go because there isn't anything going on and it does give fuel to the fire later on when the depression starts and the anxiety starts. The Old Me meets up with a couple of great friends --Ducky, who tragically lost her husband a year and a half ago, and Photo Girl, who has been her best bud for a long time. Both friends know The Old Me very well and love even The New Me. Yet, The Old Me is frustrated because Ducky is moving on...new life for her. Photo Girl is moving on...life for her. The Old Me is stuck. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck. Just on a merry-go-round on a horse that goes up and down. Same old. Same old. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck. Dark, twisty medical condition... no better, no worse. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck. The Crouching Tiger starts stretching. Stretching. Stretching. Stretching. STOP!!! The Old Me screams! It does, but it uncurls It's tail leaving fire down the back. The Old Me can deal with that, but then The Zombie enters. Even The New Me doesn't control The Zombie. The Zombie brings tired. Tired. Tired. Tired. Having The Zombie squishes The Old Me because The Old Me just doesn't have the strength to fight The Zombie and The New Me takes over. *sigh* *sigh* *sigh* The Zombie feels either one of two ways...anyone can imagine either way...1)Makes The New Me feel like she is walking through water or 2)The Zombie hangs out 2 inches invisibly past the skin making it feel like The New Me is that much bigger. The Zombie squishes thinking and reasoning and makes The New Me have to even command the body. Walk. Walk. Walk. Sit. Stand. Eat. Move your hand. Get out of car. Sometimes, The Zombie makes it sooo Dark and Twisty that The New Me has to even think about breathing. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. The New Me is NOT happy she has to drive home with The Zombie. Tired. Tired. Tired. The Old Me agrees. Maybe driving an hour to have lunch and an hour home wasn't the best idea, but she loves her friends, Ducky and Photo Girl and would do it again. The New Me is too busy to argue because The Zombie is still there.  The Old Me still feels stuck and squished because of The Zombie. Even Crouching Tiger feels oppressed when The Zombie is around. Tired. Tired. Tired. Stuck. Stuck. Stuck.