Today has been the Mondayest. If you don’t suffer from chronic illness, mental health issues, CPTSD, and trying to wrap your head around an out of the blue blow up of the life you imagined: it’s a lot. At times, too much. Tomorrow I will wake up, put on my big girl panties, and make Tuesday my bitch. But tonight? Tonight I will cry and grieve and try to make it to tomorrow. Please send me all the good vibes and encouragement. Today almost killed me.