Life_and_Death
Do what's best for you
- Jul 1, 2020
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My night started of with thinking. The voices wouldn't shut up. Then I had a nightmare where my husband didn't listen to me and touched the stingray. It's tail went through the back of his hand and into the back of the ray. So this group of elderly guys cut his hand off. It was horrible. It wasn't even gruesome. No blood, by the time I actually saw the wound it was healed. And then today I have a phone appt with my psychiatrist, horrible anxiety over that. I just feel physically sick eating my toast and strawberry milk made me feel sicker and I couldn't finish it. I'm sipping on some ginger ale now.
Just a really shitty night I wanted to talk about.
Edit: oh yeah I forgot. The thing that makes the sliding door latch that's attached to the Bpillar.... I smucked my leg on it. So that has a lump and probably a massive bruise later. It's fine I guess. I didn't want that leg anyway
Just a really shitty night I wanted to talk about.
Edit: oh yeah I forgot. The thing that makes the sliding door latch that's attached to the Bpillar.... I smucked my leg on it. So that has a lump and probably a massive bruise later. It's fine I guess. I didn't want that leg anyway
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