a happy Monday 15052023

A happy Monday 15052023

This morning when I checked Twitter, I read some happy news. A very sucky pitcher got DFA’d! I am so happy. He was awful last year and continued to be this year. I am glad they got rid of him.

I had one cup of coffee before therapy. It was not enough as I wanted to just go back to sleep. I should have rather than have kept my appointment. I told her I skipped some stupid prompts on the handout she gave me and the way she reacted was typical of her. She pissed me off. I had to hear again how I had to change my behavior, to reach out more to groups and such rather than to my providers. She makes it seem like she can’t offer me support and it pisses me off.

I had another cup of coffee after therapy and ate the leftover cauliflower my niece made. She had gotten into it, even after I told her it was all mine. Least she saved me some. The water was being worked on today so I couldn’t shower. I will try tomorrow. I was supposed to go pick up my prescriptions today but I never made it out. I got lazy. I took a nap for a few hours. I really didn’t want to do anything. I just want to stay in bed.

I am having a little bit of chest discomfort tonight. I don’t know why. I haven’t put the binder back on yet. I am rebelling. I am so tired. I don’t know if I am going to listen to the game. They lost yesterday, actually, they lost all weekend. Three in a row. I don’t know if I can bear to hear another loss. Right now neither team has scored. I hope Houck (my favorite pitcher) can pitch well today.

I wanted to tell my therapist that I am planning on going to the hospital but I think it will be better for her to find out when I am in the emergency room. Fuck her. I am sick of her telling me to seek support all the time. Usually when I do, it isn’t a good experience. I better off on my own.