Pentecost Sunday.
I need help.
I was up until 4, vomiting. Got 3 hours of sleep & ran to church. Church was beautiful, of course, but my blood sugar hit 62 around high Mass so thank God for candy canes.
I am so tired.
I ate breakfast at 230. Immediately triggered a binge response.
I'm currently sitting in the Aldi parking lot, effectively stranded, sleep deprived and panicking and flat broke, wondering how I'm going to get home since it's Sunday and NO ONE is answering their phone.
...I think I'm going to 302 myself tomorrow. I've been planning it since grandma died, to be honest.
I cannot function anymore.