Finally calming down. Brain, heart, lungs, and neck muscles have finally accepted this is not my doom. Stomach is still going "OH, I DO NOT DESERVE THIS STUFF OF LIFE! PLEASE DO NOT FILL ME, I AM NOT WORTHY!"
But this is me. Um, that is pretty certain not to last long. =n.n=
I think I've finally gotten over the "does not deserve nice things" stage of this, so I'm gonna get profoundly stoned and seek dinner.
Odds I will get through this better than before: increasingly constantly.
@zebratron2084 Hoping good things aplenty for you.
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@Momentrabbit Things have been looking up a bunch today. Last night I had no idea what kind of support I'd even have; today made it pretty clear I have folks who are not gonna let me fail. Even Jessie and I are back on friendly (and relieved) terms. I'm still reeling, think it's gonna be nothing but weed, cookies, and Simpsons until Monday, but I think I can still hammer out a pretty damn good future for myself. *hug* Thanks, darlin'.