I'm sleeping to avoid anxiety. I just can't deal with it. I'm scattered. I still can't believe ex T called. It was like a twist of a knife. At least I know she really does care about me. She didn't have to call me again. She didn't have to fight for me again. I'm so confused and have a "headache". Everything is so ****en loud. Miguel's getting on my last nerve and I'm getting on his last nerve. I still have to eat dinner and shower. I just want to hide.

In bed hiding broke my laptop can't get it replacement part any time soon.