Author: Midnight Demon

Yesterday I had therapy. She wanted me to feel accomplished or something because I radically accepted Tues as being a day of struggle. Then she said that she thinks I think I am a victim. WTF I have no idea what she means and time was up so I didn’t get into it.

Today I struggled to get up. I thought about skipping class. But I got up and got dressed. I am tired but am to move without struggle. I went to Starbucks and had something to eat even though I wasn’t hungry. I had my latte. That was really all I wanted. I’ve been sweating since I left the house. I dressed too warm. It isn’t that cold out today. I probably didn’t need my jacket but it had my candy and earbuds.

Class was about the brain, which was a review for me at this point. I’ll read the chapter Sat. I need to space out my readings.

Tomorrow I plan on making the chicken broccoli casserole. It is an all day affair. Hope my sister will take some chicken breast as I won’t be using the whole package. I think there are like five breasts and I will use three. I might boil the chicken tonight when I get home so it saves me a step. I’m kind of tired so idk. I also need to eat something. I don’t know what to make. Maybe I’ll roast a chicken.

This was how I felt yesterday

You’re not sorry

Taylor’s song has been in my head all day so naturally became my title for the day. I went to campus and it was so hard. I felt ok getting to the Square and going to Starbucks but by the time I had finished eating my breakfast sandwich, I was tired. As I walked to the station to head to campus, my legs felt so heavy. I took my time going to the Hall but was out of breath by the time I got there. I had a hard time getting going today. It was so fricken cold with the wind bringing the temps down by like 15 degrees. Otherwise, it would have been a nice day.

I didn’t think I was going to make it through class. I was so tired I kept spacing out. One of the questions I got partly right so I felt good about that. We left after an hour. The ride home sucked. The train was so fricken slow. It took me an hour and a half to get home. I was so damn tired. I thought about ordering a pizza but I think I am just going to have a PB&J. I need to get more bread. I don’t know when I will be able to get to the grocery store. I wanted to take out chicken for making a casserole but I forgot. I bought like 5 pounds of chicken breast and froze it all. I will share some with my sister when I thaw it out. It is an all day affair to make this casserole but so worth it.

My Anthro professor just sent us a link about intermediate seminars. The class, as far as I know, isn’t one but I am just taking it to fulfill the SB requirement. I am glad I did all the reading yesterday so I can focus on my psych class. I don’t think I will do anything tonight unless I can’t sleep, in which case I might finish the chapter I started the other night. I still need to start reading the other book because it is next on the syllabus.

I have therapy tomorrow. I really had to push myself today to get around and do what needed to be done. Just hope tomorrow I don’t pay for it. I never know what my energy levels are going to be or how long they will last. Sometimes just getting to Starbucks is enough to exhaust me. I had a decent sleep even though I woke up at 330 to pee and then had a difficult time getting back to sleep. I woke up a few minutes before my med alarm went off at 9. It has been a long day.