So last week was a bad week. Got diagnosed with permanent hearing loss, and a pet died. It was a VERY BAD AWFUL week.

So I think I am getting better at this 'emotions' thing. I wanted to die, but I knew that wouldn't do anything.

So I called a friend.

And he was like "Christina, that's a healthy coping mechanism, calling me!"

And I was like "OMG". Because it IS.

Small progress. I would usually just hide in bed. #win.