Yesterday, I went to bed very early for me. It was midnight exactly. I was determined to get up and go to my therapy appointment but at 10am (even after almost ten hours of sleep as I woke up very little which is also rare for me) I couldn't summon the energy to get out of bed. Tomorrow it's off to the doctor, and I don't even care if what they have to do to me hurts. I'm just going to sit there until they come up with something to make me feel better. I keep thinking I can beat this. That I can just decide to feel better, but it's not working so far. I'm so annoyed I could spit which my momma told me ladies don't do.

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