I need to get physical therapy. Gotta be careful without my boot. I folded up two bags of laundry from two weeks ago. Acquired a laundry basket to hold my pots, pans, and other cooking needs in my room. Brought in a ceramic chef from my car to hold my cooking utensils. Spoke with my therapist about my sister "trying to be helpful" but sending me spiralling by having no confidence in me.

All day I beat myself up thinking, "You like people more than they like you. You imagine people consider you to be a friend, but you're an annoying acquaintance."

Fuck you, Woo.

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