I fell asleep writing a post last night. I'm thankful for Ambien because I wasn't tired at all. My stomach is still hurting but my daughter wants to go to Claire's so I may have to tough it out. I hate going to Claire's. It's an all day thing, I swear she looks at everything in that crowded little store.
I feel pretty good mentally. No voices and little to no anxiety. That will likely change if I go out, but I'll hope for the best.
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Schizoaffective, PTSD, Anxiety
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