im preparing for another assessment, pre-review.
in just over a weeks time.
the difference is this will apparently be ‘independent’.
i note my body is tired. my brain is tired.
my heart / chest / emotions i think .. they’re tired.
almost tired like when i first moved out to the beach, but with less anxiety. so thats a bonus.
im thinking some of it is my age now. & some of it is just the repetitiousness of it all.
as in, here we are again, assessing ME.
not him. not the cunty pedo fuckface.
we’re assessing the psychological & physical damage. the injuries.
*another deep sigh*
maybe tomorrow i’ll feel differently, yah know, all positive & shit.
but today .. im just tired.