Therapy therapy. I have to go to therapy.
Have to? Get to. Who is making me go?
It’s me. I’m making me go.
What will I talk about? What will I feel? Did I do my homework?
How about not getting to bed on time.
And I have to nurse in the morning plus just having a baby so no sleeping in for me!
Daylight savings is the worst. The worst! It’s so pointless and fucks up your brain.
I am getting sleepy though so maybe I will fall asleep before midnight!
