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Ok, the world hates me.
The chemist wanted photo id, the supermarket didn't have the two things I went for, that street got much longer, I'm sure of it, the train was delayed, and I've fucked my foot. When using my brain, I think I might have twisted it when I first left home tonight, and then walked on it for an hour with heavy shopping, which is why it won't take my weight any more and maybe ice will help, but my brain is only flickering, and mostly I'm thinking oh god I've broken everything.
Outside of that wonderful outside-ness, I seem to have fucked up a wall. The smell coming from it is impressively bad. Mum will come on Wednesday to help me throw out everything that was near it and help me clean up and call the estate agent. Hopefully.
And Basketball is starting late this year, and I can feel it. My coping and my self-worth are never at high levels, but they are at the lowest at this time of year, when it has been months since I've proved I can do something and be helpful and not just a drain on society. But this year we have online registration, so my usefulness is being eroded by the computer, and pushed back to later in the year. Like maybe two weeks from now. And my pills can only do so much. Sugar can do more, and I'm going to pay for that soon, when I care about my diet again.
The chemist wanted photo id, the supermarket didn't have the two things I went for, that street got much longer, I'm sure of it, the train was delayed, and I've fucked my foot. When using my brain, I think I might have twisted it when I first left home tonight, and then walked on it for an hour with heavy shopping, which is why it won't take my weight any more and maybe ice will help, but my brain is only flickering, and mostly I'm thinking oh god I've broken everything.
Outside of that wonderful outside-ness, I seem to have fucked up a wall. The smell coming from it is impressively bad. Mum will come on Wednesday to help me throw out everything that was near it and help me clean up and call the estate agent. Hopefully.
And Basketball is starting late this year, and I can feel it. My coping and my self-worth are never at high levels, but they are at the lowest at this time of year, when it has been months since I've proved I can do something and be helpful and not just a drain on society. But this year we have online registration, so my usefulness is being eroded by the computer, and pushed back to later in the year. Like maybe two weeks from now. And my pills can only do so much. Sugar can do more, and I'm going to pay for that soon, when I care about my diet again.