So, those devastating crashes? Yeah, had to do things immediately upon getting home, and then just crashed in the middle of eating and could not stop. This schedule has me so fucking wiped. Didn't even really have a chance to relax tonight, just... sleep, then thrust back into it all tomorrow.

I had another "oh I'm leaving" person today. It's honestly ridiculous how few people take charge of their medications -- and when people do, sometimes the doctors are the ones dropping the ball. It's not our fault you couldn't come pick it up despite receiving calls. It's not our fault the doctors aren't sending us shit.

But again, am I really supposed to be heartbroken? If it's nothing I can help, I don't think so.

[giant shrug goes here]

(recent world events probably aren't helping how i feel either)