Just a journal. Sending this out to the universe. Kinda relationship stuff kinda not. It's been a hard week. Family stuff after a visit home last weekend; painful old things dredging themselves up again. Waking up at 3am again and crying, worrying often. H did listen as I talked about it a couple times, so feel like my 'please support me' card has been punched a few too many times with him already. IC appt soon so that's good. But just feeling low.
I cannot complain for not receiving from others, that which I've never asked them for.
