Opinions requested.

I have lately come across a perplexing situation and I would like to know if any of you readers would like to offer an opinion on the matter.  So here goes…

Over the past few days I have noticed that I just don’t give a damn about anything anymore.  Yes I still love my family, my trustworthy friends, and I just absolutely adore Pogo, but everything else, I pretty much don’t give a good God damn about.

Here are a couple situations:

Yesterday we went grocery shopping.  While we were sitting a red light, a car that was beside of us rode up the wrong side of the street on a blind curb at a busy intersection.  The people around us were freaking out and Mom was hyperventilating and Dad was freaking out behind the wheel.  I just sat there calm and complacent and rather hoped a big fucking truck or a mac truck would hit him.  I stood the possibility of seeing someone get slaughtered and I didn’t care.

I was threatened to get stabbed by someone who I knew would do it.  I didn’t care.

I almost picked a fight with someone I hated and I was going to let her beat me to a pulp when I knew for a fact I could take her, but I didn’t care.

I have my cousin’s daughter’s first birthday party to go to tomorrow at a Baptist church, I don’t care.  I hate half the people there, but I don’t care.  I am going to enjoy her first birthday.  Everyone else, I don't care.

The perplexing part:

Normally I have bad self esteem.  I don’t agree with compliments and I prefer the dead serious “I HATE YOU, YOU FUCKING BITCH!” way of things because there is more meaning.  But I am finding myself to be more attractive and I don’t care about anyone’s compliments or criticisms or insults.  I wouldn’t exactly say that I am depressed because of what I just said, but its rather odd.

Also within the past week, whenever I get happy, sad, angry, or depressed, I have a problem with a heartburn.  Bad enough heartburn that Tums usually doesn’t stop it.  I’ve had to basically detach from the situation and continue on with whatever I was doing before it arose and then I don't care about it anymore.  Maybe I’ve finally snapped.  Should be an entertaining rest of my life if it stays this way!

So what do you think?