Even More Motherfu**ery

Well, that was a complete waste of a day. Making fudge and baking cookies is supposed to be therapeutic for me, and today it sent me into 3 separate panic attacks. Here’s the kicker… I didn’t actually make any fudge or cookies… I spent the day waiting… waiting… and waiting. Every second was agony to me, I don’t know how to handle it.

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