So today is Election Day. I’m avoiding the news channels until tonight when the results start coming in. I am not looking forward to it, as it’ll be a nail biting experience, just as the EU referendum results were in the UK last June. The result will be very pivotal for me, for the United States and for the rest of the world.
I’m a bit worried about losing my place on the list for treatment housing. My care manager hasn’t sent them the form we worked on last week or the other documentation that the admissions coordinator is asking for. My hands are tied from here, so there isn’t much I can do.
I’m a nervous wreck right now. Drinking three cups of coffee to shake the Seroquel hangover feeling probably wasn’t the smartest of ideas. Male no mistake about it, today is going to be pretty awful anxiety-wise.