finding it very difficult to finish the book...The Other Hand..........it feels like the book has developed a hand of its own and slowly methodically is squeezing my gut in a such a way that all i feel is like a mass of pain....blinding pain like a white hot pincer driven under my nail...

what scares me more is that in such a long time i havent cried like my heart will break and eventhough this book threatens to demolish the dam to those pent up feelings...it never quite strikes with that ferocity...

makes me wonder at times that have i lost the ability to feel totally...to be human and weep like i would die?

if i honestly answer that question id say...I DONT KNOW...