Best I Can
Today was hell.
I overdid it with the vestibular exercises and ended up getting really intense double vision and needing to lay down. My boyfriend helped me through it. He’s a cool cat. We talked about how shitty our days were today. To be honest, he’s one of the reasons I didn’t spray vomit everywhere last night.
Yeah, I’m hilarious. At least that’s my supportive employment case manager says. It’s more of a deadpan/dry sense of humor though. Personally, I prefer gallows humor considering everything I go through.
I overdid it but the next day later I feel amazing...so it was worth it? I like this feeling: energized and happy. My anxiety and compulsions aren’t too bad today. No pulling hair (yet) and no obsessive checking of my temperature and scanning for health symptoms.
But I did have a bunch of dizzy spells today. So I am taking it easy. I’m doing the best I can.