this isn't really helping the existential 'why bother' but I felt the need for proof of existence before I throw myself at work for the next 9ish hours
survived work. feeling mostly okay and hoping that won't change. maybe if I can force myself to write and tag literally anything at some point in the next 24 hours it will keep some unhelpful thoughts at bay
but this has been kind of a weird week. squirrelly stomach, random nausea, nightmares (which are pretty rare for me) so idk. maybe it's all my body just being like "hey can you dial down the stress in some way thx"
tired of the blahs and feeling disconnected and ugh actually tearing up from time to time. idk if the stress this year pushed me to a new point or what but strong dislike lol