I am beyond tired. I am also having an impossible time falling asleep.
I think I’m anxious about therapy tomorrow. I don’t know why. I like her. I don’t know what my problem is.
I mean, maybe it’s because I feel woefully unprepared. I haven’t worked in the workbook we stared working on for a while. Mostly because I’ve had a bunch of stuff come up. This past week, I’ve just been climbing out of my hole while also not feeling the best so I haven’t really done much.
It hasn’t been a bad week since I’ve seen her. It started out a little rough because I was still feeling pretty awful after I saw her last week, but it turned around pretty quickly.
I did land in the emergency room. That wasn’t traumatic or anything, though. It was just necessary. CT fun tomorrow after therapy. Yay!
So yeah. Just trying to figure out tomorrow and convince myself that sleep is a good thing. It’s never really helpful when my meds don’t assist in that process.
I’m sure I’ll pass out eventually. In the meantime, I’ll find something to do…
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