Had no sleep at all last night. Woke up, feeling nothing. SI'd in the shower and then I knew I was still alive. After college came home to a poop free carpet which means my dog is all better. I've finally been accepted for income support, so now I can help pay the bills, for once. I've finally got my first CBT appointment which will be on Tuesday at 10:00am. And I also diffused a panic attack in the worst of ways. I won't go into details, but I can never wear short sleeves again. I'm a bloody idiot, I know.