life is strange

Job is great. The apartment is wonderful. Therapy is helping a great deal. I made an appointment to see a doctor about gastric bypass.

I’m still an anxiety whore. All I do is worry. Psychiatrist is helping.. somewhat.. but it feels as though I’m trying to “catch up” in life now. Picking up medication, shopping for a bed and couch, all sorts of things we’re behind on…

I can’t seem to figure a lot of things out. But I’m working on it.