Its been a rough week. Or two. Or three. I’ve lost count.
I have anxiety. Really bad, crippling, life controlling anxiety.
Today my journal came in the mail and I’m pretty excited to start writing in it.
As you can see it’s a pretty standard black journal. I really like that it has a strap to close it so it doesn’t get damaged in my bag or something. Not that I would ever have it in my bag, but you know… if you put a book in your bag it just attracts shit and the pages get destroyed. It’s really annoying.