LET ME IN!

I feel myself still. In a very subtle way. Like, I'm behind the surface, or behind a door screaming and banging on it to let me in. Deep inside, I still feel the core of who I was. I have the same subconscious as I did before, I'm just less aware of what it is telling me to do. I want to feel my full fledged self in all its complexity. I want it to scream out of my pores. I want to know that I am the same. That I haven't died. That Connie still exists.