So, I dreamed last night that I was strapped to a table in a hospital or a lab, and there were all these faceless people picking at my skin with razor blades and scalpels.
Drama llama much?
I'm trying very hard to pull my socks up and get over myself, but it seems really hard this time.
I wish I had something better to say. Yesterday was hard.
I'm just going to have to trust that it gets better than this.