When I get too stressed, I relapse.

So now, on top of moving and dealing with shitty roommates and being depressed, I’ve also got my health to stress out about. I tested at +2 today, but besides yesterday I, admittedly, cannot recall if I’ve been remembering to take my medication.

I’m supposed to be meeting a friend for lunch today, and I feel the need to hide it from everyone (except Joshua) until after all this because I don’t want anyone else to worry.

Positive things: I regained my appetite, and I’m making decent progress on packing, and I may get to go to the Drive-In with Joshua and his father tonight. I’m excited about it because I miss him terribly and just a few hours with him would make me feel loads better, I just know it.
I’m going to try to stay positive today. It’s all I can do at this point.