The doctor doesn't think there's anything wrong with me so that's good - unless of course I find out when I'm 45 that it was there the whole time and no one wanted to look.
My mouth is a lot better.
I lost a lot of weight being sick and I'm really unhappy about that. It's going to take me forever to get it back.
I've been having flare ups with my anxiety and my depression. I'm actually having a really hard time today but there's not much I can do about it - I'm not sure how to fix it. My medication isn't magical it doesn't just instantaneously make it go away.
I'm gonna go cook so my mom doesn't have to. Hopefully I can get out of my head and not be so sad tomorrow.
I wish I was a better person.