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.






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