Friday, March 14, 2025

  Friday, March 14, 2025


Friday.


Tomorrow is my birthday. 


I'm feeling anxious and tired. 


I'm going to the Autism program today.



Tomorrow I'm going to the Queer Game Night. I'm also going to Starbucks tomorrow for my free birthday beverage.



I have no idea what I'm doing. I hope something works out.



I want a boyfriend, my first boyfriend, but I doubt I'll ever have a boyfriend. I also doubt I will ever have my first career. I doubt so much.



I'm leaving for the Autism program soon and I feel uncertain about everything.

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