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You planted thorns in my chest with hands I once trusted, and now every breath feels like an apology I shouldn’t owe.
-Larson Langston
March 1, 2025
Morning.
Off to my psych appointment.
I really wish I had been diagnosed with OCD a long time ago. I just wonder how different things would be had it happened years ago.
She says I’m doing a lot better, which I agree. She’s gonna up my dose some since I’m still having some intrusive thoughts. She also said she thinks I’m still “grieving” the loss of a friend. I guess that’s true too.
We are going to go look at some houses in Buckey. We’ve seen a few online that we like. Probably not gonna move any time soon. I had been really hoping I could see you in person at least once before we do. I was pretty sure that wouldn’t happen. Now I know for sure.
Puked while driving to the houses. Bryan was able to pull over in time. We were on the freeway too.:rolling_eyes: But the houses looked nice. The community is small and near the mountains. I know they’re gonna build more over there but maybe we’d be able to see them.
Hope you’re doing okay. I wish I could ask you. But even if I did, you probably wouldn’t tell me and then put everything you’re angry about on me.
I hope you’ll talk to me soon.
Four months.
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