DAy 11. By the skin of my teeth. Last night was the roughest I've had. Somehow, things were going so simply that I had to become paranoid, anxious, and then suddenly felt very alone. BF was unavailable, and I felt even lonelier. Thank god it was past bar closing time, I had $50 bucks in my pocket and was ready to spend it all at the nearest watering hole. So tired today... Everything is in slow-motion. But I get to see family tomorrow for SuperBowl get together. Just need to stay away from the beer and wine that will be flowing freely. Ugh. The stress returns.