Right now
Right now, I have a tightness in my chest. I have a tightness in my throat.
Right now, I am taking deep breaths and reminding myself that it’s the anxiety doing that.
Right now, my head is starting to throb.
Right now, I am scared, tense, anxious, overwhelmed, drained — but most of all, I am tired.
Right now, I am reminding myself that Miss Moon always wreaks havoc with my body and my mind.
Right now, I am telling myself that rum is not an acceptable dinner, but I don’t want to eat.
Right now, I know the rum isn’t really helping, but each sip is making me feel better for now.
Right now, my t-shirt sleeves are covered in snot because I had a crying jag in the car and no tissues.
Right now, I have an intense desire to die. If wishes could come true, I’d be gone by morning.
Right now, I am also trying to keep it in perspective. Yesterday was good. Tomorrow might be better.