Went to see my guy and his wife for a while. It was nice to get out of the house but all I could think about was curling up on the couch. I’m exhausted...perpetually it seems.
I have the fire blaring, the lights off, candles on, and I’m snuggled under my blanket with the dogs. Too bad the kids will be home soon. I’d like to sleep.
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Schizoaffective, PTSD, Anxiety
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