Okay I kinda don't know how many days there are this year.
That sounds kinda bad but I don't know what day of the week it is half the time.
Woke up in the mattress on Chloe's floor.
My horrible impulse control and morning fogginess both agreed to wake friend up by jumping on her at funk-it's-too-early o clock.
I saw my psychiatrist again.
The gist was
- use safe words for when you feel like cutting
- do more exercise
- less technology
- no phones in my room.
-no fun at all
- yoga classes
i do not want yoga classes, my social anxiety agrees with me
I did some doll work and shit.
my sister is reading over my shoulder as i type
go away Abby
so, byebye
- Pyrite
YOU ARE READING
So how's 2019 going so far Pyrite?
RandomLook. I'm one day in and already tired. So I'm going to keep track of this year that will hopefully be better. Yay. I hate this already but I'm going to attempt to write out my issues! Yaaaaaaaaaaay