Today was off and on. Last night a firecracker woke me up at 10 and I stumbled into the kitchen to get something to drink. My mom asked if I was ok but I didn’t mention anything. I didn’t tell her anything today actually about last night. She knows I’m depressed but she doesn’t understand how bad it can get.

I have a vacation coming up in a couple weeks. It’s my first non essential non holiday trip since October 2019. I’ll be seeing some family I haven’t seen in almost 2 years. It makes me a bit nervous but I know the trip will really help with my depression.