Okay I'm finally getting up the nerve to check my email to see if my supervisor has responded to my email explaining my PPD struggles. I feel sick. It's open in another window. I'm all logged in. I just have to click over and look. Ugh, okay here goes.
Okay, just a I hope you feel better soon and I'm sorry you are struggling. Phew. Not so bad. Now I'm going to try to make an appointment with the vet for one my cats and then call my dad. I think I can handle that this morning. Even though I'm really tempted to just veg on the couch and watch shitty tv all day I should really try to accomplish a couple small things. I should starting trying to unfuck my life. Oh and my BFF has plans all weekend with her new boyfriend. So I guess I won't be getting together with her anytime soon. I'm trying not to be bummed about it.
Update: The vet appointment has been made for Monday, I met my husband and a friend for lunch, I paid a bunch of bills that we were late on so I could delete 2 of the 3 voicemails waiting for me without listening to them, and now I'm going to spill my guts to my dad. I am feeling really good today GT.