Terrible, but that is not saying much considering how the past two years have been for me.

I woke up bright and early at 5pm to the sound of my mother calling me for dinner. I ate my dinner in silence, a less than stellar lasagna that will unfortunately have to keep me for the rest of the week because I am broke and can't just eat away my feelings with McDonald's.

After dinner, I made my bed, did my daily routine stuff (i.e. record next day's shows, check emails, etc.) and turned on my PS4 to look through the Hero Gallery on Overwatch. This is where my OCD or autism (I think, not diagnosed) kicks in. I haven't played Overwatch in a while because I just don't care anymore (too many things trigger me and give me negative thoughts so I like to just sit still on my couch and think). Since I haven't played in so long, I can't explain it well, but I have the need to look through all of the settings and game menus before I can be comfortable with playing. So I spent several hours going through the Hero Gallery, looking at all the items and taking forever because I was nervous that I scrolled over something. Only looked at a few heroes.

Then I went on a run though that just turned into a walk because halfway through I thought to myself, "Who gives a shit?"

Instead of taking a shower, I made this throwaway (as I do on most nights) so I can unbottle this frustration that builds up daily. Now I am here just looking for questions to answer, still in my running apparel, feeling a thick film of salt on my skin from the run.