I am so tired. But it is a beautiful day.
I am terrified of my financial freefall. But I am excited as fuck to be working for me again.
I’m losing weight and my body feels so much better, but my inner mean girl keeps telling me the bad stuff.
I am so so so happy and love Boy side/Misty but I am sick to fucking death of living in the closet of his life.
I am a swirling mess of emotions today.
I need a hug.