| Current mood: |  worried |
| Current music: | Philip Glass-Metamorphosis 3 |
I am grateful for my boyfriend.
I am grateful for my education.
I am grateful for the opportunity to dance.
I am grateful for the opportunity to teach.
I am grateful for the opportunity to create.
I am grateful for my job.
I am grateful for the nice weather we've been having.
I am grateful for my clothes.
I am grateful for all my other possessions.
I am grateful for music.
I am grateful for my treatment team (therapist, prescriber, etc.)
I am grateful for my family.
I am grateful for my physical integrity.
I am grateful for my ability to write.
I am grateful for my mental and physical talents.
I am grateful for my senses.
I am grateful for existing.
And I need to keep all of this in mind, because if I don't, I'm dangerously close to relapsing.
By the end of this summer, I will probably be broke if not in debt. And I don't make that much money during the school year. So...I'll be lucky if I have $1000 to my name by the time I graduate. You can't make a deposit on an apartment lease in NYC with $1000.
What the fuck am I going to do...(other than live on diet coke and Adderall. and bingepurge)
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