This past week was beyond stressful. To the point that it truly made me question why I continue to press forward in such thankless work. My son is the only thing that kept me pushing on. He's the reason I keep taking my meds. He's the reason I continue to go to therapy. I had no desire to do anything unless it was for his benefit.
I reunited with an old friend this weekend. In some ways it was just like old times. Unfortunately that proved to be a problem. What can I say? Causing problems is what I've always excelled at. Selfishly I want our friendship to remain the same. At the same time the more mature adult in me would so quickly put our friendship aside for the sake of their happiness.
So now I sit here on my couch in this weird empty peace. I'm not sure if my calm comes from my indifference or from my meds. Either way I will enjoy it while it lasts.
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how was that yesterday?
I'm honestly confused by your question. Do you mean how was yesterday?
just take it one day at a time. I do and it works.
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