My little guy is now napping and I can’t even muster up the energy to paint a project I’ve been working on. I’m numb, immobile. I don’t have my meds yet from my local pharmacy and I’m just waiting to take a pill that “might” bring life back. That might relieve the agitation so I can continue taking care of my son. If not, it’s battlefield of the mind to have a productive day.
Girl Interrupted 