13,410 Days Alive
Today was an off-kilter day. My stomach still hurts. Work is driving me up a wall.
I’m going to bed in self-defense.
Take your meds, folks.
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Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.
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