Where my freak at, tho ... ?? 😬😓

i am absolutely terrified of tomorrow its when i figure out if my doc’s nurses lied to me or not about my dosage (not really lied but like possibly lied about talking to my endo doctor when i called them like three times cause something about the dosage didnt seem right to me, like theyre having me taking less when i shouldnt be at all) its more complicated then this but like im almost 100 percent sure im in the right ughgh and also i have to tell her if she can maybe help me with my thoughts of maybe taking medication for my anxiety and depression and im sure shes gonna refer me to someone else which is fine cause like she doesnt really deal with that stuff i just really dont know what to say and im dreading sounding like a fucking liar or something but ijust really need the help so badly and i just hope i dont cry in front of her  

So, today at my therapy appointment, I agreed to try and come up with one thing about myself to brag about, every day ... this feels weird. IDK how good at it I’ll be, but y’all should prepare yourself for me to start doing it. 😅

Really need someone to come and give me that hesitant, devilish stare, gleam in their eye & then shove me down - couch, bed, IDEK - and ride my face for a bit ... come get nasty with me, k?

Fuck ... I want to not be stressing about work right now. I get that I’m lucky to be virtual and to still be making a paycheck, and I’m in full understanding of my privilege (in so, so, so many capacities) ... it’s why I feel guilt & shame & stress over even making this post, but damn. Can’t a body get a break from a stupid, broken, tired brain?