Mar 2 2022

God Isa is killing me she is so disabled. I really don't know how I could control her. I think this is a huge parenting fault. Weak father.

I think I still have sibo. At times the serotonin fog dominates me all to greatly. I just took 200 mg TTFD and am feeling somewhat better. I read that serotonin is expelled through tears and of course while I am not crying all the time my eyes do water. I think the carrot salads help.

After hanging with edgaras last night I had moments of looking at him and being somewhat dissapointed. I sort of expected more but I'm not sure if someone looking at me would see much greatness. My body looks good but my face and arms are nothing impressive. My skinny wrists reminds me of how weak I really am. I can trust that my sensibilities will always be true, and this has to keep me going