I'm sorry for all the depressed/scared journals. I'm fluctuating from having a weak smile, telling myself to take it easy, to breaking down and feeling really scared again. But I feel bad to those who care for me. So I'll try my best to push on. I don't really know what to do yet, I wish my body'd be able to keep up again, so I could start working out. My main wish is just.. For the nightmares to stop.
But I'm pushing on. I feel stupid asking for donations, for whining so much. I've still got a long, long way to go. But I'll try my best.