Well, I turned 32 three days ago and now I have the post-birthday blues. It was a lovely dinner celebration, cooked by me, with friends present and cheery. All 5 of them. Including my sister and brother-in-law. I know they count as friends but I'm not feeling great about anything.
I'm so busy at work that I don't know if or when I'm going to get my uni work done. My adrenal system is so fucked up I want to cry every five minutes because I'm so bloody tired.
And I can't remember anymore the last time I was happy.
