The pills to control the anxiety and panic make me so tired.

I tried to go for a walk, but it was like being in someone’s mouth. Totally repulsive. I gave up half a mile in.

Maybe I should become a mall walker?

Madi brought by a cake she made for me. It’s really good. I couldn’t eat too much though because it made me feel sick, like everything nowadays.

Plus, I bet the fruit has lots of folate, and that’s bad news bears for my hands and feet.

I may go walk around Target later just to get some steps in. I’m in last place in the family challenge. I have a good excuse, but I still hate it. I hate losing.

I prob need to start socializing again, but I’m not ready to see people. I’m in hermit mode.