I realized about 3 hours ago that I dissociated through my medication alarm last night and thus forgot to take my brain meds, but I'm being very brave about it (I shaved my undercut, took a shower, and made myself chocolate chip pancakes)
I made a dark deal with God where she cursed me with The Mental Illness™️, but in exchange I can cook the perfect pancake every single time without sacrificing a fucked up one first. it's working out alright tbh
