your heart's a mess, you won't admit to it

 Started new meds on Wednesday and it's been a deceptively smooth ride until today. I was feeling a bit iffy when I got to work, and quickly guilt and shame spiraled to where I couldn't eat lunch, and THAT helped me spiral into grinding my teeth and needing to sleep right when I got home... to wake up five hours later, shower, eat and feel remotely human. I guess all the meds in the world don't help when you're programmed to immediately jump to the doomsday scenario.

Anyway.

My cat just curled up on a plastic bag because he is awesome.

I got most of my to-do list from the weekend done (yay!) but tonight's list is just going to have to sit until tomorrow.