Saturday morning
I hate waking up mad. I hate when it happens. Sometimes I just wake up and I’m mad. I don’t know why. This happened this morning. I had a rude awakening a couple times early this morning. I woke up around 4 with painful stomach cramps which was then followed by a few trips to the bathroom. Sadly, going to the bathroom takes a toll on my body. I sat on the toilet shivering and shaking. Then climbed back in bed still shivering and so weak.
I hate this. I know I’m almost done. I know I need to be patient. I’m frustrated. I’m anxious. I had a little freak out last night. Ugh I’ll get to that later. I’m going to go work out my frustrations, assuming I have the strength to get there.
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