Physical therapy tomorrow morning. I hope something can be done for me. I miss doing Everything. I don’t need to run a marathon, I just want to be able to walk through a thrift store. Or get the mail. Or go to any events with friends. Wait in line. Go to a cemetery! Be able to get things Aldi doesn’t carry. I hate the grocery store but I want the option to say fuck it I am not going because it sucks not because it is Agony to run in for milk.

I’m so so scared this is forever. That I’m already functionally useless in my 30s. I feel like I would rather cut my leg off.

I haven’t felt much like making art and when I do I hate what comes out.

Mailing buttons tomorrow morning after my appointment. It is hard to do even those now. I made some today sitting on my kitchen floor.