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How is it the 13th of June already?? How did this happen?? 

It is so crazy for me to realize how much slower time goes when I am doing all of my daily things. June has flown by. Part of it was the wedding stuff and then the other part has to be a new section at Disney. These last few days have been hard. Work is fine... it’s home that’s hard.

It keeping to my word for myself that is hard. My relationship is hard. Feeling motivated. Doing laundry. Getting out of bed. 

Recently there has been an influx of “check on your strong friends” because of the celebrity suicides. I shared one of the posts.

No one checked on me. I’m not mad about it and I’m not suicidal, I’m just stating a fact.  Catherine asked how I was doing in a group message a few days later so maybe that counts. Maybe I’m not considered the strong friend to a lot of people. Maybe I’m not important. Regardless, I’m struggling right now with things that I don’t even know how to vocalize. 

Awareness is key and I’m aware there is something wrong. So that is a good sign I guess. We shall see how the rest of June goes. 

As far as goals are going... it is rough. Because of the struggle, I’m just off the wagon on everything. So here is a temporary goal- by the end of the week make a post detailing all of the goals thus far and how they will be incorporate or adapted from now until November. That is a goal I can stick to. I know it. 

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