I promised honesty with this blog. I haven’t been lately.
I’m struggling mightily.
I’ve spent the last four days on the brink of tears all the time. I’m exhausted, which I did mention. My wound is a whole thing of annoyance. I’m scared that whatever is happening with my muscles isn’t going to be temporary.
I’m tired of all of this but feel like I don’t have much of a choice. And I don’t know what to do about it.
I’m not suicidal. Please don’t worry on that level. And I know you all mean well, but I don’t feel strong, and I sure as hell don’t feel like I’ve got this. please save those things for another time.
I don’t know what I need. Just send some good thoughts into the universe.