shit blowing up

I hesitate to put anything here, because it seems to give it more weight, perhaps more weight than it deserves.

Things are not smooth right now. That’s an understatement. I am not sleeping well, I’m stressed off the charts, I’m not eating and exercising as I should. I’m having a hard time finding things to smile about.

How fragile is my psyche right now? I found myself crying during a Roland Emmerich movie. I mean, the fuck? What’s that about? I wasn’t crying about insane plot twists or unbelievable characters/action/physics or the usual stuff that would upset a moviegoer. (not to spoil anything but it was during some flag waving). I quickly got over it.

Anyway

Will exercise and diet help? Maybe. Would therapy help? Yes, but still a joke if you know anything about the healthcare system. I’ll get past this, there isn’t another option, but I also know the worst is yet to come.