I'm feeling a little overwhelmed recently. My anxiety levels are high. It's hurting me.

I forgot my evening medications until late last night, so I didn't fall asleep until 3 am. A similar thing happened only about two weeks ago, but I missed them completely that night thinking I had taken them.

I talked to my sister yesterday. I got worked up. She's so ignorant about much of what's going on. She just listens to her husband who believes in conspiracy stories. I reminded her that this year may bring huge changes for me, depending. People's decisions determine paths. Yes, a vague statement.

My dad called me yesterday. I had been calling him, but him not me. I told him to make calls and not always just wait for them. My dad is slightly desperate. He's avoiding many things, as if hiding in a closet. I wish I could help him more, but as Tennessee Williams wrote in Cat On a Hot Tin Roof:

Brick: "How does one drowning man help another drowning man?"