The third day, apparently
I haven't slept a lot, or really eaten much either. My stomach feels like it's on fire constantly.
Add that on top of nearly regular panic attacks every night, I'm not feeling all that great about everything at present...but even so I knew it was the right thing to do.
That doesn't mean I don't feel like crap about it, though.
God. Class in twenty minutes, and I'm so exhausted I can't see straight.
Add that on top of nearly regular panic attacks every night, I'm not feeling all that great about everything at present...but even so I knew it was the right thing to do.
That doesn't mean I don't feel like crap about it, though.
God. Class in twenty minutes, and I'm so exhausted I can't see straight.