So far my 2021 has been losing a filling, scheduling dental work, waking up to a UTI, postponing the dental work, waking up to a recurring nosebleed, rescheduling the dental work, getting the dental work, and then waking up to another UTI. Two of these happening on Fridays and interfering with my weekly therapy session. I am ever closer to my wits’ end.


  1. More accurately: I feel hollowed out. I think my sense of self isn’t up to having to deal with all of this, and so it’s retreated to somewhere far away, leaving my body nothing but a machine requiring too much maintenance.