Dear diary, how have you been? Me? I have been broke, I mean very broke, I mean very, very broke! How does Jenifa put it again sef..... Ehen! "I dey Brooklyn". Like that is not bad enough, I was sick. I cannot exactly describe it with actual words, I mean the sickness, but it wasn't fun. The pain, the fever...mehn its never pretty. It makes me feel different emotions. I'll go from self pity to anger, then to weakness, then to numbness. It's the numbness I worry about. Anger is good, keeps me going, gives me "fire", but the numbness?? It's neither good for me nor the people around me. I become "dead". Not caring, nothing. In that state, I could be walking on the road and I wouldn't care if a motorist kills me. You see why numbness is bad for me?? I pushed all my friends away, I switched off my phone (even when I had it powered). People started telling me was being cold towards them, etc. I went through this for about two weeks (or more)....