Day 8

It's just as hard as the previous morning to wake up in this new reality. I still have not gone to bed sober. Last night I sobbed for a good fifteen minutes or so, missing my ex. There is a baseline dread and anxiety and sadness settling into every initial waking moment in this past week. It also feels like the baseline is lowering every day. This is the eighth consecutive morning I have had less than 6 hours of sleep in the night.

For breakfast, I manage butter coffee and a multivitamin.