Went for a walk today (yes, I ate this morning). I found some cool places I didn’t know about, meet a couple nice dogs, ran into my neighbor on her way to the gym, and yeah, good time. Got laundry done, vacuumed my mattress protector and drawers so now I feel kind if okay not keeping all my underwear, socks, and bras in a sealed garbage bag out in the middle of the floor (I do still have such little trust that I got a container for it all to put in before putting in the drawers though even though they looked fine).
Later my mom’s going to pick me up and we’re bringing one of the cats to the vet.I got an REI member rebate so maybe I can convince her to go for a trip to get a new rain jacket (new sleeping pad too?) after. I had to toss my old one because it was literally disintegrating. I didn’t like taking it off being covered in little white flakes (jacket dust or bed bug eggs??!!) right before the exterminators came.
I feel somewhat regulated today. I texted a friend “I haven’t drowned in intense emotion in over an hour, is my BPD cured?”
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"I don't know what I'm looking for."
"Why not?"
"Because...because...I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn't be able to look for them."
"What, are you crazy?"
"It's a possibility I haven't ruled out yet,"
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