It's getting bad again. For me.

It will never be as bad as it was 2 years ago when almost killed myself with my car and lost a bunch of weight and didn't sleep for days.

But it's bad.

I have to remember to eat.

I have to keep myself from crying in public.

Or in front of anyone, really.

Or at least get it together before going in somewhere...

I know it's temporary but it's unbearable.