Only a few times in my life have I felt this way. My first car, renting this house and renting this car. It’s like my insides say “I can’t believe they’re letting me do this! It’s ME! I can’t do this!”
It’s because I feel like I don’t deserve good things. I with I would stop believing that. It sucks.
We’ll be going to my mom’s house tomorrow – don’t know if W is going to be there or not. Mom seemed pretty confident though that we are having lunch there. I’m glad.
Got my meds refilled today – went 2 days without. Brain will not be good for a couple of days. It’s okay though, I’ve gotten through it before and no one died.
