My gut is inhabited by large, unhappy butterflies, bumping into the walls and each other.
I'm going to have to heavily filter EVERYTHING if I'm gonna get through this...IF there's a positive endpoint...
Nihilism is winning out. I don't know how we'll get through this. We've been let down so often the last few years that it truly feels like we're on our own.
Middle has rebound COVID, so tomorrow's lunch is off.
I did manage to put together the IKEA corner unit for the dining room. I have to move a bunch more stuff around before I can do more. With it being so cold next week, I don't know if Dad will be able to help me move furniture.
I should try to sleep. Listening to the wind rumble around the building, the roof creaking. My white cat is snuggled against my back.
I wish there was someone I could talk to about J's needs and get concrete answers... Like a social worker or something. I'm so lost.
I constantly feel like I'm forgetting something important.
I try not to post too much about my anxiety. I know everyone else is dealing with much the same and I hate to add to it. I know I'm lucky in many ways, and I try very hard not to take that for granted.
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@tirrimas :cat_heart: a social worker would be helpful, I agree
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