We’ve hit the final countdown until the next legal hurdle, another pre-arraignment meeting in a week. To say that I’m stressing out is an understatement. I can’t even begin to imagine what he’s feeling, and I’m fucking terrified. We don’t even know if he needs to be there. He’s supposed to call them the day…
Greetings from Tuesday morning. I’m up, coffee has been consumed, and I’m able to form coherent thoughts, if nothing else. Aside from a shitty sleep on Sunday night, it’s been a decent couple of days. There was some anxiety in the morning, related to the bad sleep, but I talked about it, got assurances my…
It’s one of those days where I’m trying so hard to not get into that spiral of thought. I don’t know what set me off. Actually, I have an idea. I remembered this morning. I was juggling my plastic containers of lunch, a travel mug full of coffee, and a tiny cup of goldfish crackers.…