Mom, dad, and I went out for dinner for my birthday(it's actually tuesday) but we celebrated this weekend. I put on my "fake I'm happy" face and got it over with. The whole way home felt like I was gonna [trigger] vomit [trigger/]. Once I got home took an anti-nausea pill, took a shower, and chillin' in the recliner. Dark dark thoughts...eh whatever. This is exhausting to fight. Ugh!

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