I got a tiny bit of design work done earlier this morning, but other than that I've been a useless lump of anxiety. I've spent the day writing my Destiel fanfic and listening to Perfume Genius and classical music. The clonazepam I took seems to have FINALLY kicked in, at least a little, because I can robotically write stories and feel less awful but I still am very much on edge whenever I stop.
I don't want to go to choir tonight. I'm really dreading it. I may go home a little early for mental health reasons, have a good cry, and nap a little. That sounds really nice right now.