Another smallish relapse. Not quiet sure how Im feeling at the moment other than conflicted, about a lot of things.
I feel like I keep tearing apart all my relationships rather than building them. I dont get out much anymore; Ive grown really distant between all my irl friends. Im trying to remind myself that its okay to not have friends and just have causal conversations with people. I miss being important to people I guess. Anxiety has been a bitch to the point its making me physically sick. There might also be something wrong with my appendix which totally sucks, not ready to see a doctor but still paranoid about it. Might also be allergic to shrimp. Im not entirely sure why Im even writing any of this, vent? I suppose? Anyways, Im not really alive but Im not dead either. Thanks for reading this all the way if you did. Have a great day, strangers.

Also apologies, but it might be a while before I get to art trades. Im both very physically and mentally ill at the moment.