The Radical Self

Still stuck inside from the storm. Snow so thick you can’t see the curb across the street. Plenty of ice hidden under all that, too.

Apologies for not writing, yesterday. It’s snowing and I’ve been lounging and enjoying being quiet. Talked to my friend down the way all night last

Today was ttrpg stuff. Everyone else fast-tracked their character sheets, and I made a whole backstory and “chapter zero” for my guy, which I’ll share

Home a bit later than I want to be, but that’s fine. Due in bed around midnight, and am sufficiently worn out again from work.

I’m up because the Trazodone hasn’t kicked in, yet. Don’t worry, I have taken it, and am calm. I worked until 11:30pm, and that was

DBT today. Exact same thing as last week and the week before. I’m starting to understand it’s not a “modules” or “class syllabus” thing, it’s