And a Step Back
I mean I am going to have to live with J gloating all fucking winter again.
Between that and the little mini-breakdown I had last night (full on anxiety attack with tears and freaking out) I am not doing so hot today.
And poor J couldn't even enjoy the Yankee victory because he was watching me have a big giant moment.
I'll be better soon.
Of course this morning I had a moment thinking about how I would never survive if we had to live in Nigeria because they probably do not have Fuji apples and Coca Cola. My heartbeat got all fast. I felt a little feverish.
Maybe those meds aren't working as well as I thought.