Left bible study in a torrent of tears. People were talking about how trusting God was half the battle to getting better with whatever your struggle was, and it was just a trigger.
My sanity is wearing Thin.
I couldn’t stay there anymore. I should probably go home until this ridiculous meeting at 4, but if I do that, I don’t know that I will be able to convince myself to leave the house again.
I wish my grandpa still had his cottage. I would go hide there for a couple of hours.
Boo. This restlessness is unbelievably distressing.
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