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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Wednesday, March 17

Migraine. Head pounding. Stomach churning. Eyes wanting to leave my head.

Why am I sitting her typing instead of going to sleep? Because I have a very busy day tomorrow and I'm afraid if I go to sleep too early I'll wake up at 3am and not be able to go back to sleep. I've got my morning pages to write when I get up, I have to take a shower and get out of the house in time for talk therapy at 11 then lunch with Joe at one then at 5:45 I have to meet with someone about getting my meds on a continuing basis.

I can't stay up any longer I have to go pass out.

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