False hopes.

Well, I got my period.



I still feel absolutely horrible. What if that's not what's wrong with me? What else is there?

Maybe it'll end when I end my period. Yeah, that's it. It's going to end there, I betcha. I just gotta hang on a little bit longer.

I'm glad I have therapy tomorrow.

I'm trying not to get too worked up or upset, but it's proving harder than I would have thought.

Kelly spent most of the day with me, which was nice. Yay for a good support system.

I'm going to decide this weekend whether I'm going inpatient or not. I'm determined to make the decision. Wish me luck.