With Peter at Edgewater and Jerry T at the Transfer Station.
I’ve been stress eating to “fill” my damaged under 5 year old self, the age of trauma associated with BPD and Reactive Attachment Disorder.
Suicide is only one of multiple doors.
We had a nice evening with the White Lion gang at Casa Vallarta. I’m sure their kitchen staff thinks that I’m insane. Next time, I’ll buy drinks for the dishwashers.
Drove James to and from work yesterday.
Was wishing I could run away and live in the woods.
We are planning to have pizza and beer with Jerry tonight to talk about the Association.