Last night it did finally occur to me that it was Satan who was playing games with me, wanting me to give up and messing with my mind. Boy he is really trying, but I'm onto him now!
I did sleep all night! I refocussed back on me and I'm going to be okay. I'll always be okay.
I am worried about my H. I don't know where he is or even if he's okay.
I'm going to jump on the treadmill, get ready for work and call my H.
