Between naps and sleep last night, I got eleven hours of sleep. I’ve napped a couple times today already and feel like I could sleep forever.
I got through my workout today without throwing up and did the whole thing.
I’m not great, but I’m certainly not in the dire shape I was this whole last week. I’m on the mend.
The main thing that has brought me out of it was speaking with a counselor and controlling my environment. It’s felt like I’ve put myself in a clean room, where only the good stuff can get in. Starting next week I’m going to have to leave the clean room, but I’m hoping I will have gotten well enough to do so. I’m thinking I will have.
Once again, writing about this stuff is difficult, but there’s a utility to it. Coming out about things that bear a stigma helps normalize it throughout the rest of society. Having support from all the people who read this site, in such touching amounts, has helped me so much. I didn’t just have people reassuring me that I am valued in their lives, I had people offering to help cover medical bills. I even had a few people offer to come pick me up and take care of me. My gratitude cannot be exaggerated.
Thank you. All of you. Thank you so much. There cannot be a god, because he never would’ve let a hellion like me get so lucky.