“I had nothing to contribute. I played no part. I was on the edge. Different. Alone. Everything around me, grey. It was the same old feeling, back again. I was in the middle of the group but I might as well have been a million miles away from these people.” PeopleAloneFeelingAlone In A CrowdPeople PleaserOld Feeling Book:Stag Source: Stag
“It was as if I was in a picture, a flat canvas, and everything around me was flat, me painted on like everything else: no colour, nothing in front and nothing behind me, not even earlier today or tomorrow, nothing to look back or forward to, just this moment.” PaintingTomorrowAloneAlonenessIn The MomentLook ForwardNothing Ahead Book:Stag Source: Stag