If we were having coffee you would be moving away slowly to steer clear of my germs, and I would be thanking my husband with all my heart for going out to get me coffee while I lay on the couch dizzy and exhausted.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that despite a stressful week, and getting sick on top of it, I am feeling pretty good. Primarily because I’m responding to real stress like a real human. My BPD makes that impossible sometimes and I am extremely thankful for the treatment helping me get to this point, even if temporary.
While I don’t have much to say as I’m tired and out of it. I’ll share one of my favorite songs, which has been stuck in my head all week. And I certainly don’t mind.