12.02.20 | 12:18 am

i can feel the stress crawling up my back, across my shoulders. this is the feeling i hate, the one i know will take days to go away.

i shaved my legs and cleaned my apartment today and for what? for someone to be thirty minutes late, and to go to the bar without me (even though we are literal neighbors, and the way he phrased it made it sound like we would go together), which made me equally late.

there is a pattern that january and the first half of february usually are very, very difficult for me. so iā€™m hoping that after this week, after my birthday on thursday, things ā€” or me ā€” will lighten up.

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