I'm colder and cynic, each day I discover I can stay preatty well if I stop feeling at all, no feeling no pain. Just a robotic buddha mood.
It's good. When I'm focused on that I'm well, so this is the way: stop.
I've had also some good playing sessions, with Desert City, I'm following the two alien twins, Nora Beta and Belle.
I'm reading Joe Nesbo books, waiting for the 6th espisode of season 2 of In The Flesh and other things after a fast move from the house of-forever to a new house: I still have tons of boxes to open and categorize.... can't care of them, they only carry pain, they are the boxes with photographs, letters, memories ... I don't want to open them, I hate them.
I will take them far from my eyes and stay glacial, with the heart broken and dead. It's good if I don't feel anything.