This week has not been my week at all.

I for one had a night terror from someone who I hate, then last night I had a dreamt I had 4 nails screwed onto my belly button, it was so weird. And right now I’m triggered by the sense of my first dream that has ruined all my week. I’m supposed to graduate Friday but with my anxiety and depression I have right now I don’t want to walk. I just want the stupid piece of paper.