So many things I want to write.
I feel like all my friends are either in rediculous crisis or else doing really well. Niether of these is true for me, but the former is a good deal closer.
I had my first major OCD issue since lent last night. It was extra scary. The pattern was three claps, grab your right hand, move back and forth in time, stay silent. I was at Myke's, and he didn't really know that he could have just stopped me. It went on for about half an hour. I haven't been that bad in... years, really.
I met this amazing Ukrainian lawyer today. She got an international award for fighting her government even after they acused her of being a spy. She's like eight years older than me and like 4'8". Golly.
I had my first major OCD issue since lent last night. It was extra scary. The pattern was three claps, grab your right hand, move back and forth in time, stay silent. I was at Myke's, and he didn't really know that he could have just stopped me. It went on for about half an hour. I haven't been that bad in... years, really.
I met this amazing Ukrainian lawyer today. She got an international award for fighting her government even after they acused her of being a spy. She's like eight years older than me and like 4'8". Golly.