12,697 Days Alive
Posts work a lot better when I actually remember to post them.
I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. I am, as ever, anxious.
I know that I need help. I’m not doing good and I don’t know what to do about it.
I need to make changes. I don’t know what. I’m overwhelmed and want to die. I just..I feel like I can’t keep going. But I know I have to. I have goals. Hopes, and shit. Maybe tomorrow will be better.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 