Saturday, January 21, 2017

Some days I find it harder to function than others. Today I couldn't latch my bra, and I ended up laying on the bed crying until Tea came upstairs and helped me. Later, when I was doing laundry, the washer load was ready to be switched to the dryer, but I couldn't bring myself to take the stuff out of the dryer, so I just stood over the washer crying. I often wonder if I should be in the hospital. Dealing with life and it's small nuances shouldn't be this hard. I've stopped drinking caffeine thinking that perhaps that might have been a cause to my panic attacks. The smallest things just seem like the biggest efforts. It feels like it even hurts to move my arms and legs.