- Dec 22, 2019
As you can probably tell from the title... It's time. Not exactly ideal. Didn't end up getting a hotel room, but all my roommates are gone until Monday, my daughter is with my mom "for a few days, so I can rest", and I have everything I need. Plus this is the first chance I have where nobody will be trying to check on me for days. I'm so tired of living in pain. Yes I look fine. Yes I can walk. But I have fibromyalgia. I am high functioning autistic. I have anxiety and PTSD. Insomnia. The list goes on. As I type this up my leg keeps twitching and I'm not quite sure if it's about to cramp up or if it is just something due to the list of things wrong with me. I read stuff from so many amazing people here and love you all already in my very short time here. From Jean with her kind and empathetic responses to everyone and TimeToBiteTheDust with his(or her not quite sure) quirky snippets and quite useful information. Everyone really has been very kind. I'm waiting till midnight when the last of my roommates leaves. It's 9:30 now. I'm anxious yet excited at the same time.