13,342 Days Alive
I am so glad it’s Friday.
I made it through the week. The entire week. While being in a massive downward spiral.
I made small choices to try and do better. A small frosty from Wendy’s when I ordered a large for Fen. Having tacos instead of just junk food for dinner. Actually eating something this morning when I was so anxious I couldn’t el finish two cheese sticks.
I’m trying. I need to get a weighted blanket again. Different from the one I had before. Heavier? Or maybe just smaller. I feel like I’m coming untethered from my body at times. And I need someone to squish me back into the jar that is my body.
I’m going to appease the Duolingo owl and pass out.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 