I guess it was just a matter of time.
I’ve been in a high since I had my surgery. I was doing so well that even my therapist said we could skip the weekly meetings and have monthly meetings instead.
Today, I just want to stay under the covers and ignore the world. Go away, world. Leave me alone.
I know I’ll be OK. It will pass. I know what caused it and I’ve been battling this monster long enough to know that eventually I’ll be able to send it back to the closet and close the door.
But in the mean time, I just want to say “F*ck you, world”
PS: check in on me in a couple of days. Just in case