I’ve now had the surreal experience of having good news delivered in just about the worst way so that instead of being able to celebrate said good news, I was instead as close as I get to a panic attack.
Now my body feels like it thinks it had a near-death experience today. Good job body, pumping me full of flight or fight response chemicals. Super useful.
At least at this moment the next year or so are looking more stable and productive than expected and I’m not feeling like my life is irretrievably falling into ruin right this moment.
Yes, this is super vague. I may be willing to bare my soul on the internet but only in an anonymous generalized sort of way.
On A Good Day 