I spent most of this week in a very bad place wondering how I would even get to an appropriate medical professional if it came to that. It came pretty close.
I lost my grandmother last weekend. That’s not the cause of the problem, but it might have been the catalyst. I don’t know. What I do know is that I’m very alone right now. At the moment, literally alone. The one person I should be able to count on is not here and frankly not treating me well at all, whether it’s intentional or not. We need to have a serious discussion later. But I also need to find some actual friends around here so that when my brain decides I shouldn’t get out of bed for a week that someone can make me go to the doctor.
For now I’ll be in Mississippi for a few days tending to family, because nothing puts the fun in Christmas like funeral.