Good day, Bad day

Like Good Cop, Bad Cop. But not. I can feel it coming on. My chest tightens, seizing up. Shallow breathing, head throbbing. I thought I had a good handle on the week. And then today something in my head reversed and I'm angry and eating entire packages of Chips Ahoy again. Hello fat ass and... Continue Reading →

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