I’ve been doing good for a long time.
The anxiety from meeting my friend on Friday is snowballing and chipping away all the good stuff I’ve built.
I see it, but can’t stop.
I asked for help on my Facebook. “Please, local friends, will somebody eat with me today?” But no one did.
So I skipped dinner.
Um, actually, I have skipped lots of days.
To be honest, I’m not sure when the last time I didn’t skip was.