I’m really concerned for my well-being over the next few weeks. Life’s catching up to me in the worst of ways. Schools ending soon for the summer and I don’t think I’m going to make it out alive. In fact, I kinda wish I’d saved all my discussion answers to make the inevitable round 2 of my comp class less painful.
And while I want to believe that this birthday is going to be the most fantastical of birthdays, I worry that a huge chunk of it will be missing. I want nothing more now than to have enough to go somewhere under the disguise of work for a few days.
I’m holding out hope for a better Monday and try to plan out how to best tell my therapist that, while I enjoy the progress we’ve been making, I enjoy paying my bills more.