i went to the gym, i had drinks with friends and ate (half) a gigantic burger. I did not smoke any cigarettes. I did not drink too many drinks*. I talked things out with BT, I went to bed early. I woke up early and drank 2 glasses of water. I put on my favorite yellow t shirt and even put on a necklace**. I biked into the office in the early misty light, and ate the other half of my burger and started my work. I'm throwing every coping mechanism I have at this anxiety and today I feel better.
*mostly. I did knock back two ibuprofen with my coffee this morning, but.. baby steps. It would have been worse in the old days.
**Roommate's girlfriend is visiting. She's a Malawian model and I'm feeling I need to up my game a bit to walk around with them.
8:51 a.m. - 2013-04-25
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