My anxiety has been putting me into some pretty familiar and shitty patterns lately.
I don’t like it.
My anxiety has been putting me into some pretty familiar and shitty patterns lately.
I don’t like it.
… sigh … <3
Making pie. Being a nerd.
I’m getting fat.
I don’t like it.
Watching Stranger Things while we do laundry and I catch up on comics.
Watching friends argue, pretending I don’t see it.
There is something to be said for time and the things it can teach.
I have not had particularly good impulse control lately.
It’s like I was tired or something.
More like Refrigerators of Mordor, amirite?