Ok so, I worked a full workweek, I exercised almost every day this week a reasonable amount (like a walk each day and some weights, a little, I guess that is okay maybe not quite enough), and I stayed busy and tried to work towards some personal goals in my spare time while also finding time to relax.

I have an okay life. I’m not dying or starving or anything.

There is no other conclusion: I have a brain motherfucking disease. That this shit is happening to me, or that I perceive it to be happening, can only be explained through my perception, which means my neurotransmitters, which means my brain.


This sucks.



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