Apparently my coping mechanisms have failed me. I've gotten myself into a place where I get so worked up about who knows what that I end up in the hospital because I can't use my left arm.
It's not my heart and it's not my brain. I'm just...crazy.
I'd love to have happy and unlifting news. And when I do, you'll be the first to know.
For now, I need to work on doing a better job of being a grown up. Wish me luck.