How fucking great, I forgot I don't have therapy this week. No date, no therapy to actually talk about my problems. At least I'm off work for 4 days straight
Keep feeling some toe pain with one of my regular, non-wide sneakers, took them off and relaxed a bit, then tried doing some stationary lunges and had no pain. Incredibly reassuring (I couldn't lunge on my surgical foot before surgery)
tricky part of adulthood is that i spent all my child and teenage years as an unperson who did nothing but sit in a room because i had no friends and my parents neglected me so i do not have the life experiences youre supposed to have that lets you function among other adults
The worst part is that my current way of dealing with this is to engage the part of my brain that's responsible for cutting people out - the "don't message, don't check messages" impulse, essentially starving my brain out in an way.
Yearning fucking sucks ass. Met somebody last Friday, grabbing coffee Thursday (it's not clearly a date) and my mind is whirling with possibilities and little daydreams intrusively popping into my head. Make it stooooppp 😭😭😭