I'm 41. I'm at the point in my life where I may not WANT to quit vaping, but I NEED to quit vaping. I'm getting too old for this shyt. 😪 It's necessary for me to say goodbye to my precious nicotine. My lungs are not happy with me. I get out of breath walking up two flights of stairs! That's sad. I'm not THAT overweight. Jeez.

My husband was a menace today and made me go for a walk with him. Didn't want to. I was tired and lacking energy, but I guess it wasn't so bad.

Had an appointment with my therapist this morning.

She asked, "What does your ideal death look like?"

Why the FUKK would you ask a depressed person that?! I was like, "What?!" I've honestly never thought about it. I told her I didn't know. I'm not THAT old yet. Why would I be thinking about my death?! But thanks a lot, therapist. Now I'm going to be ruminating about my demise all weekend!