Like a mess. Spent the afternoon sobbing uncontrollably. I’m calmer now but the urge still comes in waves. I haven’t eaten nor showered today because I haven’t the appetite nor willpower.
I hate to complain so frequently because there’s nothing that anyone here can do, but it’s all I can do to distract myself from feeling so alone. I feel like a helpless baby crying into the ether. Nobody out there knows what the fuck I want, and the feeling is mutual.
All that to say, I at least have an appointment on Friday with my doctor. I don’t know how I’m going to hold it together until then, but the wait could be far worse.