Blech Friday

I feel gross. I felt gross all day. I didn't want to get out of bed (not that I ever do). I didn't want to look at myself in the mirror. I didn't know what to wear because nothing felt right and all day I wished I had worn something else and stayed in bed.… Continue reading Blech Friday

Note to Self

I found this note in the aptly named Notes app of my phone recently. It's from November 2015, almost exactly 2 years ago, 2 years + 2 weeks, which makes me wonder if my depression/motivation is on an eternal loop or somehow connected to the phases of the moon, alignment of the planets or the… Continue reading Note to Self