Day 8 Postscript
As a minor bit of addendum, I can't help but feel as though I'm a ghost to most folks. It feels good sometimes, like when I'm working.
But other times, when I'm feeling down off the clock (which has happened since getting here, and I know to keep my emotions at the door when at work), and I know that there were some people who knew exactly how to cheer me up... and then I remember I can't communicate with them whatsoever since the phone I was given only works here for whatever reason.
I choke up. I wanna cry. And then I feel like I'm going to have to tell my new friends what exactly is going on should I see them again. Because otherwise, they'll have no idea what's happening to me, then think I'm just being dramatic.