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cimoreneps.
i was just complaining at the science fiction society mtg how xanax doesn't do anything for me anymore, but i had an anxiety attack today (first in over a year. brought on by too much time with parents, and i was briefly, passionately, BITTERLY dying to be home with the waxlet again, where i feel so--well, HOME). and i took two. and they conked me out swiftly and i slept in mom's armchair curled around perry, and woke up recovered.
i guess i won't kick the xanax out of bed for eating biscuits, after all.
i was just complaining at the science fiction society mtg how xanax doesn't do anything for me anymore, but i had an anxiety attack today (first in over a year. brought on by too much time with parents, and i was briefly, passionately, BITTERLY dying to be home with the waxlet again, where i feel so--well, HOME). and i took two. and they conked me out swiftly and i slept in mom's armchair curled around perry, and woke up recovered.
i guess i won't kick the xanax out of bed for eating biscuits, after all.
