I just wanted to say that I'm not feeling really great tonight. I'm hoping to go to bed soon and really really reallllly hoping I sleep okay tonight. I've grown to kind of dread the nights after therapy. Even more than the nights before therapy, which are hard too because of anxiety.

I have a lot to do tomorrow, a lot of stuff at my school and in the world in general, and I can't stay home and lick my wounds and start to feel okay again. I have to just push through it. That feels sad and wrong, as I'm working so hard to NOT ignore my feelings. But I have to. I'm going to try to take moments during my day to just breathe. I wish I could bring T around with me as I live my life so she could remind me to do that.