The Struggle

Oh dear. I mean, I know days like today come along. I also know they go. I’ll be fine, but today has been a proper struggle. I feel drained. Physically exhausted. I feel foggy and sore and my eyes are burning. I feel weak and I feel irritable. I’ve been relatively happy; that’s the strangest thing about this stupid disorder. I’m not sad. I’m depressed. I’m having a depressed day. It’ll pass…

…I’m going to start using this blog for more personal posts again, I think. It’s mine, after all. You don’t have to read it. You probably aren’t, are you? I could say “fuck” and nobody would know. FUCK. see? Anyway. As you were.

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