I went grocery shopping this morning. I also had to go to the thrift store to return the thing I bought but I was dreading going back again after the frustrating trip on Friday. But I went in and someone had donated quite a few pairs of Vans shoes. In my size which is unusual. I got a red and white checkerboard pair and then a pair of brown suede/faux leather high tops. I also found a few pairs of shorts. With the return I paid $32. So yeah it did work out going in this time. Usually when I want to go in I don’t find anything and when I really don’t want to go in I find loads of stuff. My anxiety wasn’t too bad in the store. I did take a mil of Xanax before heading out. Today my anxiety is kinda crappy in general but I’m still not where I was on Monday. My moods are ok.

My former therapist is still haunting me a bit. I saw a truck yesterday, and a truck today with her name on the side. 2 companies I’ve never heard of or seen around. It’s like what Patrick said in an episode of SpongeBob “you have to stop living in the past because your only hurting yourself.”