Which each passing appointment I have with the VA folk, I feel like my words are being heard and the right shit is being put in there.
Was utterly exhausted yesterday but still managed to soldier on until about 1930 when my body said it was done.
Went to bed and woke up at 2230.
Went to bed for the last time around 0030 and, though I dreamed, I felt exhausted in the dream.
Lately I've been having a lot of weird things going on.
Feeling... dissociated from my own body.
I'm consciously aware of the stuff around me, but it doesn't feel... real.
Kinda what I'd imagine astral projection feels like.
Except I don't go anywhere.
But I'll have an itch.
And scratch it.
But though I feel the itch being scratched, I don't acknowledge that I'm the one doing the scratching.
Then I look down, and it is indeed me.
Also had a weird episode on Sunday.
Went to lay down and my arms gave out.
Had a weird feeling in my chest.
Thought I was gonna die.
But I didn't.
Just... gotta get this 100% rating.
And then I can die with a bit more peace.
Knowing that I've won.
Alright.
Back to something vaguely resembling work.