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April 22, 2020.

Somewhere along the line, I lost track of the days. It's not just the endless cycle of worry anymore. I'm better. The darkest, thickest bits of anxiety have mostly faded. Oh sure, I have moments where I'm paralyzed with it, wondering if the scratchy cough was something other than allergies. (It's not. It's April, in the Northeast and EVERYTHING is blooming at the same dang time. I'm a mess.) I get worried when I have to go in a store, but I take care of myself. But the days, Lord, the days run into one another. On and on and on. I can't even tell you about a day, because I'm sure yours are the same. wakeupbreakfastcleanupschoolsnackschoollunchcleanupscreentimewalkdinnercleanuprelaxbedtime The kids are doing great - frustrated - but surviving. My kids are like me, extroverted introverts. We can only go so long in our own heads before we need the outside. Claire misses the most, I think. She's in 7th grade and was just starting to feel comfortable

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