Thank you! ❤️

That's true. Also, I'm just sitting here crying over Cory Booker so we're probably lucky I didn't say some nonsense like "the real senators are the friends we made along the way"

What's fun is that nobody's really listening to me here, so I really feel like I can say whatever the hell I want.

With that in mind, yeah, I'm sort of losing my shit and I like pineapple on pizza (it's not my favorite, but I don't mind it)

But also, yes, it's a lot right now.

I'm not sleeping enough, I can barely focus on anything, and I just cannot stop eating. Literally I just want to eat everything in sight. I'm like Miss Pac-Man but without the cool bow.

I'm seeing the psychiatrist on Friday. I'm hoping he has some insight.

Ever since the time someone on Twitter responded to me talking about the pain of the first Mother's Day without my mother by yelling at me about how I wasn't the only person who had ever lost a mother, I hesitate to share these things publicly because, yes, everyone struggles. Many far worse than I.