In and out

Sometimes all you can do is breathe in and out. Put your hands up in the air, and either give up or give it to your higher power.

I had a bit of a spending spree on Friday that I feel bad about. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, while I was doing it, but I needed to feel that … I don’t even know what. I guess it was impulsive. I NEEDED what I bought. But I didn’t really.

I see the psych nurse on Thursday so I am going to discuss this with her along with her thoughts on applying for SS again.

And yet again, and I can do is repeat “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” over and over in my head.

Awesome.

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