....Which means I should probably not say anything until I get my thoughts together, huh? I'm trying to get used to the idea of expressing my thoughts and feelings, and even having feelings if that doesn't sound crazy enough. I feel like I spend most of my day stuffing things. Like the song in Frozen, 'conceal, don't feel'..... I think I might have missed taking my meds this morning... I can't remember for sure. I think I need to break down and get one of those daily pill things. This tends to happen more often when I'm stressed and need the meds the most. Hopefully I can keep it together this morning and keep my mouth shut. Anxiety makes me talkative and assertive, so I really have to work overtime to make sure I"m not speaking out of turn.
Here's Misha. I love his craziness, mainly because I could never in a million years feel comfortable enough to be that unapologetically odd. It's something to aspire to.