I know I’m feeling low when I watch the first five minutes of “Sunshine Cleaning” and think “Wow. That guy is clever to bring his own ammo and then ask to see a gun.”
I’m not in the planning stages but…this weekend has been really hard.
I’m trying really hard to stay positive. May pop something from the awful drawer of anti-depressants/psychotics.
Trying to not sink all the way down.
Feeling low sucks.
pen, paper, and crazy 