Better now.

Thanks to the friends and fam who rallied around last night. And thanks to Katie and MJ for having the same distress pattern. Things are looking a bit more managable.

On a related note, thank god there is someone in my world willing to make me dinner, do my dishes and laundry, make the bed, give me backrubs, and keep me sane. Thanks, sweetie!

Work still sucks.

I love the fam. . .

Specifically Auntie KiKi, whose polyamory empathy and belief that I deserve the best in life got me through some icky moments just now.

Back to papers.