I didn’t sleep much last night. Shocking, I know. Took my Ritalin and even that isn’t helping much. Uppers in the morning; downers in the evening: a never ending cycle of shit.
D and I spent some time this morning figuring out our weekend plans. I’m looking forward to being out in the world. I need some time out of this house.
I also need some fucking sleep, but…welp.
I seriously feel like I’m going crazy.
Nothing sounds appealing right now. I’m in a reading rut. I have no appetite. I’m kind of over alcohol. I could clean, but meh. Even shopping has lost its appeal.
I don’t know what to do with myself.