After Gym

Yesterday, I actually went to the gym. I took it super easy, just a couple of machines. I'm still completely sore today. I knew that it was going to be horrible. I'm so angry at myself that I let myself give up and end up here, but, I had to start up again eventually.

Weirdly, Edgar texted me again yesterday, after me ghosting him for six weeks. I don't get that guy. Either he super likes me or he has no pride whatsoever. Maybe both. I texted him back yesterday; told him that I'd fallen off my food/exercise/medicine routine that keeps me sane and social (which is the truth, if not the whole truth.)

I am so tired.

I am so tired.