The best part of being a bit of a mess rn is not having to talk about anything substantive in therapy. No trauma talk, just brainstorming basic ideas to take my meds and exercise more.
I accidentally started a book that has one main character dealing with the child welfare system and the other character is a lawyer. Escapism through fiction? No thank you, not for me
The moment I start to feel emotionally stable, gloating about it even, I have a Celsius and then convince myself the cat is dying. Anxiety is weird and humbling
Living my best millennial life by drinking an oat milk latte with some avocado toast at a coffee and wine bar. It really takes the edge off the consistent awfulness that is the world 😊