Things have been a strain, between avoiding the f- bomb every 5 minutes (I respect parents) and the financial, emotional, shitty feelings.  And all that: but I know I’ve gotten through things before. Still friends with all of you and much love. Being ok.

Working every day kills my body, more bills, but ya gotta get bills paid to the extent you can, needless to say,….Every day I have a heart attack- aka ferocious anxiety. I hope this will improve. Just checking in and thank you for the support. Just scrabbling for groceries, furniture, etc. and wanted to say thank you for your contact even if I don’t respond right away. Just getting through.

Much love to all my peeps; you know who you are. Just keeping in touch, I am just really just hanging in and pluggin. I do my best.

Love. A lotttttt of it. And gratitude. To all of you.
Deb.