It’s Thursday, and I’m still alive. Lol.
Chemo is really kicking my ass this week. I’ve been sleeping a lot. All the Xanax is contributing to that too, but I need something to take the edge off. I’m sick of constantly worrying about dying.
Now that my Friends binge is finished, I’ve turned to this:
I just read that “Are You There, God? It’s Me, Margaret,” has been adapted into a movie to be released at the end of April. I hope I’m around to see it. It’s one of my all time favorite books. I’ve read it so many times that my copy is falling apart.
I have friends trying to visit with me, and I appreciate them so much, but I just can’t right now. I’m too sick and overwhelmed to commit to much more than an hour or two right now, and even that feels like a lot. Plus, I don’t feel like digging into everything. I know I should fight the urge to isolate, but I very much just want to be a hermit right now.
Yesterday was really difficult. It just… I can’t right now.