Although I feel totally ok safety wise, I can’t tell if I’m heading into a depression or if I really am just trying to take it incredibly easy until my 2 appointments next week and then the surgery. But today I didn’t take a shower, didn’t put my binder or a bra on because I’m trying to get rid of some inflamed acne, and just sat on the chair all day watching mostly international versions of Drag Race with a pile of snacks and drinks. Although I’m dying to start running as soon as I possibly can because I’ve been wanting to since I was 13 but couldn’t because I was always too big and even a good sports bra didn’t work. But yeah maybe depression isn’t quite the correct word. Anticipation perhaps. Trying to distract myself for sure. Still dealing with PMDD too. It should go away around the 21st. I was super crabby yesterday.