Dear T,

Things are getting worse. I thought they would be heading toward somewhat better by now but it's been 12 weeks and I'm still a hot mess here, T. I don't think things will ever be ok....

What are you thinking about all this??? When you see me coming do you get irritated? I imagine you think I should stop moaning and move forward already - that there are way more dreadful things going on in the world than my little problems...I imagine you are sick of me