I woke up in a huge funk. I was so tired last night I fell asleep and didn’t wake up until my alarm went off, usually I get up multiple times. I still feel tired, that’s ok. But I feel really, really down. Like a one day depression…which I guess is just considered a bad day. People have bad days, that’s fine. But on my bad day today all I can think about is hurting myself because I feel so out of it and tired and lethargic and sad and dark. I feel like it will snap me back into reality, make everything feel real and present. I am learning to do this in therapy though without SI, but it’s hard and I haven’t quite mastered that skill. My parents were here for a week from Atlanta, they just moved there a couple months ago. I am so sad 🙁 I don’t know when I’ll see them next, probably not until next year, but there’s a chance I can go at Christmas. It’s hard to get holidays off in retail. It feels so safe to have them right up the road, if something bad happens my dad could be there in minutes. Anyway, I thought maybe if I blogged about it at least I’d get it out of myself. Back to work.