Jan 31 2020 thoughts
My dream self is small, loved, and well. She studies hard and talks to Jonathan and makes money and exercises. Once upon a time, my dream self loved Jordan. Jordan was kind, but Jonathan is kinder. I am lucky for him to be in my life. I am having really bad panic attacks. Insanely bad. I don't know why I am taking the California bar. But I will pass it. At the beginning of January, the bar was the most stressful thing on my list of things to do. I felt so blessed. Every day, in fact, of January was like that. Except today. Today was hell.