12,624 Days Alive
1 Mild Headache
Had a panic attack this evening. No idea what prompted it.
My ribs still hurt from it.
I’m also struggling with feeling suicidal. Not quite sure why. Today was an all right day. Nothing really went wrong. I did laundry today like I do every Monday. I even ate dinner!
I’ve been writing with Lex since I got off work. We finally wrote a scene fifteen years in the making for a fanfic we started in 2006.
I should feel accomplished.
I feel hollow.
Maybe I should just go to bed, get some rest.
Take your meds, folks.
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