I can't even tell if I've had a good or bad day. I've had a lovely haircut, including the full beard treatment. Ordered some boots and a jacket. Read some book.
And yet all I feel is bleak, anxious and in need of a drink. Aside from that my bad old friend fatigue is back, after a good month or so of exercise and feeling better. I can barely keep my eyes open throughout the day recently, following perfectly normal behaviour. Fuck long covid, you fake illness.
Re: the drinking, I have contacted AA, something that I've never done before. I'm not sure I'm ready, but the compulsion and the withdrawals are ridiculous at the moment. This is way more in depth than normal. I had a full on panic attack last week.