The Fog
- Cheryl Stevenson
- Feb 5, 2017
- 1 min read
Updated: May 7, 2021
(Chapter 9 The Fog in my book)
Yesterday morning, things seemed to be fine. Then a short time later I realized that the “fog” had settled into my brain. I'm going to try to describe what it was like for me. It wasn't until later in the evening, that I realized that something was wrong.
When I'm in the fog, most of the time, I know who my boyfriend is, but I know that last year, there was one night when I didn't know him or where I was. At the time, we were at his home.
Last night, I did know him, but I didn't know details of our four-and-a-half-year relationship and that makes it a little scary for me to handle. I don't really remember if I've explained this to him or not. I do know that he tries very hard to understand what it is like for me and he helps me through the fog if we are together when it arrives.
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