Day 9. I'm back home in Georgia. Away from my friends and my mom. Feeling lonely and sad and like a pity party might be around the corner. Its raining and I can't apply for jobs yet because weed is still in my system.
Loneliness, sadness, self-pity, all things I wrote in my action plan as warning signs. So I will be grateful today. Grateful the mail is running today and maybe my books will come. I'll save the rest for morning gratitude. The women's meeting is tonight, I should go. There aren't any women my age there and I used to use that as an excuse. But i will go and I will talk (eep!) and I will listen.
Now to get my butt up, make some coffee, scrambled eggs and a green smoothie <3