10/05/2021
15 weeks pregnant. Strep throat. A unidentified lump in my leg getting worse by day. In and out of doctors and hospitals with crap insurance. MIssing days at work which is going to cause my loss of a raise for a 3rd year as if I choose to have a body that likes to shut down. A brain that panics on it’s own then just gets out of control when so many events as such goes on. Oh and my best friend lost her dad and I haven’t even got to hug her once.
Anxiety is through the roof right now. I can’t even sit still. Have to be up in 5 hours to get kids up for school and get ready for work.
In these moments I like to take count of all I have you be grateful for. Remember all that I’ve achieved in spite of my mental disorder. How I have not let it define or ever stop me.
