I really did manage to work myself up earlier. PTSD is really a bitch and seems to me effecting me more these days. My emotional dysregulation being more pronounced.
Anyway, I ended up sleeping from 1pm till 5.11pm. It’s now exactly 8pm and I’m sitting in bed watching Manifest.
The only thing I managed to actually do today was make dinner after I woke up. And I’m pleased that I did. It tasted delicious and I have leftovers š

