She's somehow not entirely sold on meds, coz she's managed to get far without themβand so can I. I mean, we've both done some impressive things as we are. But I promise you: we'd go much further with a little medication, AND we shouldn't choose to suffer when the remedy exists.
I got into an earnest conversation with my mom about the physical manifestations of my anxiety, and she confesses she gets heart palpitations if she has to speak in public. That checks out.
Tuesday schedule
8:30
soy latte at local drag brunch
9:00
vote for Kamala 20 times
11:30
get abortion
1:00
vote for Kamala another 50 times
6:00
vegan dinner with interracial gay polycule at comet ping pong
9:00
another abortion