This strange feeling came on perhaps a couple weeks ago. It’s tough to describe because it transcends the physical and seems to fluctuate through my existence. A sort of tugging sensation just above my stomach, kind of like the feeling I would imagine having after seeing something indescribably horrific. I went to sleep feeling fine and woke up with a sense of sickening sadness. It goes and comes now. I even get days of relief without having to endure it. It’s intruiging and depressing at the same time. Part of me wants to know why its happening and a larger majority just wants it to stop. Before anyone gets worried, I’d like you to know that life is good, my dreams and aspirations are intact as is my relationship with my beautiful wife. I don’t see a need for worry, for all I know this is nothing at all. So yeah, intruiging is about the only word that best describes the situation. Its pain and curiosity jumbled into each other.
Yes. On a daily basis. You just get used to it after awhile.