Had a mini-crisis about my writing and submitting so I'm uhhhhhh Not Here. Very disassociated. It's already 1 PM somehow. It's definitely not bird at the front but I have no idea who "I" am.
I'm going to take my meds and have a snack and lie down a little and try to get my shit together.
So I'm not disassociating anymore, which is good. But I AM Really Fucking Anxious. There's Things I gotta do in preparation for a trip this weekend, I gotta get caught up on stuff at work, I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, shit sucks!!! I have to work on.....SOMETHING. Or else it'll keep piling on and getting worse and worse until the deadlines hit and I'm really fucked :(
-bird