I really wish that I could just go one day without worrying myself into a neurotic mess.
I get up, start doing things, start worrying, and then about an hour or so after I wake up, I'm back in the bed for a nap, because napping is much easier than dealing with life.
My attempts to eat normally are going alright, but it still makes me feel like I am committing some sort of cardinal sin. I can't stand the feeling of knowing that I've been average for the day. To me, "average" is the worst thing that one can be.
I have so many things I need to be doing. My day is completely free until 4:30, it's not like I don't have time to be taking care of my obligations. I just can't handle even the simplest task without getting worked up about it. Eh, I'm going to take a nap. 
:::edit::: I am feeling better. My boyfriend came home from cashing his paycheck for the week, and he gave me the money to deposit for the electric bill, and money to buy a new cooler to take with us to the Keys, plus a little extra for me. He's so sweet  .
Money was the main thing that has been worrying me, and it seems like things will be ok in that department. That makes me happy. 
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