Not even 9 pm and... in Torridaussity Two

I’m ready for bed. I was doing better but the weekends are hard nothing to stop me from overthinking every thing. Sleep doesn’t always help because even my dreams have been mentally exhausting. Although I am depressed and sad and hurt and exhausted I am fighting to get passed it all, but this is gonna take time. I am not sure I will be able to. Thank you to those who read my last entry who have reached out and commented and checked in on me. You’ll never know how much your support has meant to me. Night.