Goodmorning
Hello, sweet logs, how I’ve missed you so. A dramatic opening to a nice, blissful morning bask in an empty stomach and the space behind your eyes.. behind mine, at least.
Yesterday, after all the upset, my day was wonderful. All around very positive, I went on a walk, took a shower, I had my talent agency meeting and can now get auditions, then I went on another walk, made myself dinner and drove my moms boyfriend home.
Then, I played Roblox after all. It was wonderful — except, I underestimated my chronic pain. I thought it had all been in my head because of the aches and pains I had when I was sick and dying of Eating Disorders. I’m healthy now, so I should be fine walking happily — but now, my hips hurt so.. so bad. I can’t put pressure on them, and my knees are no better. It makes it hard to breath even, it hurts
So, I guess there is validation in the fact I’m not making up the pain.. but I shouldn’t have pushed myself to learn that. I’m supposed to take my brother and Tom to the store today — maybe I shouldn’t have woken up and immediately gotten high, but I forgot that factoid till just now.
Oh well, I’ll handle it when I cross that bridge.. it’s not like I’m stupid. I wont crash a car.