146 : I feel like Michael Jackson with only one glove. ...ick.
Doing better now (for the most part). Still obstinately avoiding checking my email and thus seeing tags that I have no drive to tackle. I like my new psych...ologist? idk, I can't keep them straight. But she's already infinitely better than the therapist I saw a couple times in town. (The best advice that one gave was to acknowledge that part of me is still emotionally fifteen and try to balance that with the me that's twenty-six.)
But this new lady, who I call Dr. Liz since her last name is so off the wall, recommended looking into having a vocational skills assessment done, and possibly enrolling at a nearby rehabilitation center that focuses on emotional and physical disabilities. With a possibility of living on campus. Scary. .__.
Still haven't dared to try Luvox yet. I'm a coward and I'm not ashamed nor afraid to admit it.
On to more mundane things. After waking up in a mostly-deflated bed, I finally caved and bought myself a mattress. This one, to be exact. Within a week, I hope to be snoozing on something more solid than a glorified balloon. Watch me hit my head on the ceiling every night after. And with luck it'll help my back so my damn leg will stop hurting.
Had a dream about dolls. Large, expensive suntan ones. Sob. The 56-58" size range isn't even my thing. Whyyyyyy...
But this new lady, who I call Dr. Liz since her last name is so off the wall, recommended looking into having a vocational skills assessment done, and possibly enrolling at a nearby rehabilitation center that focuses on emotional and physical disabilities. With a possibility of living on campus. Scary. .__.
Still haven't dared to try Luvox yet. I'm a coward and I'm not ashamed nor afraid to admit it.
On to more mundane things. After waking up in a mostly-deflated bed, I finally caved and bought myself a mattress. This one, to be exact. Within a week, I hope to be snoozing on something more solid than a glorified balloon. Watch me hit my head on the ceiling every night after. And with luck it'll help my back so my damn leg will stop hurting.
Had a dream about dolls. Large, expensive suntan ones. Sob. The 56-58" size range isn't even my thing. Whyyyyyy...