im not sure if its a placebo affect type situation or what but im finding being back in manchester much harder right now. im exhausted still, even though ive had plenty of rest, im not doing anything (cause i dont have the money)

because his brother was born in the states too. and i’m stood there, hand over heart as they play the trumpet feeling like a fraud but feeling like not engaging would have been disrespectful. it’s a very specific and weird feeling.

correct. non fictional medicine exists in our world on the daily

hilarious

i kept saying “wimdy” to danny at random intervals today

oh no. just means you gotta try again?

i wish i had the answers, but if you need support or if there’s something i can do, pls lemme know