not every day is a confident recovery day. not every day do i know what the right path is. not every day do i know what this online world means. but every day i continue to do stuff anyways. beyond breathing and beyond my head, i do stuff even if i am uncertain. even if nothing feels right. even if i don’t know what comes next, i just allow myself to be limbo. and today i choose the cookie, i dipped it, i ate it and i wrote for you to show up. not to clap, not to say you’re strong because im not in this moment let’s get real im not im not im not and that’s okay okay okay. just as okay as this ramble. sometime i write ok as okay and okay as ok and both versions are alright and neither decide my identity. #whatjusthappened ya you are stuck w me.