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Yesterday's treatment was rough (see above).  It hurt a lot and I cried in the car later thinking about how many more I have to go.  Today, however, was much better.  I had an amazing tech (shout-out to Brooks) who managed to get the machine up to 100% without much pain.  I also did not get lost for the first time on the way to the building!  Hells yeah.

I went on an adventure to JoAnn yesterday and I swear I heard angels singing.  There were five rows with yarn down both sides.  Five rows!!  What magic is this?  I would almost consider moving here permanently just to spend more time in that glorious store.

Living with Mama and Papa has been great.  They do everything to make me feel safe and we can talk about anything.  Even here I find it hard to talk about my feelings openly.  I feel a bit wibbly-wobbly on the scale of emotions (my friend Betsy actually laughed when I told her I've been extra emotional lately; it's possible that "unstable" is a fairly permanent aspect of my personality, ironically).  I feel like I should probably tidy up a bit but motivation is a solid zero at this point.


So I'm off to crochet and then sleep for like 12 hours.

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