November?

I felt like I haven't even blinked and the entire year is over. My seasonal affective disorder is absolutely ruthless now that the sun is setting at four in the evening. I've been trying my hardest to practice my hobbies— journaling and tarot reading (yes really)— every day and so far. As for taking care of myself... it's been incredibly difficult.

I take my medicine everyday because it's a habit, but I don't have any medicine that helps with endless binge eating and lack of impulse control. Whenever I feel like I'm doing well I always end up tumbling and embarrassing myself. The last thing I want is for my doctors to think I'm not trying or that I'm lazy— because I'm not! I promise I'm trying, but trying is very, very hard and I rarely have the spoons for it.