So let’s be honest..

I haven’t left my bed all day. Except to take care of my dog, or go to the bathroom, or to get more tissues for those sporadic moments where I can’t keep my cool and burst into tears. I haven’t eaten or brushed my hair or made any attempt to talk to anyone (I think that’s been rather mutual today, aside from the teen — she would probably even cling to my side in a massacre).

I don’t know what this is. I feel like I’m on the verge of a relapse. And the first thing I need to do is ask for help.

But I’m gonna stay in bed instead. Because I really just don’t give a fuck.