Micro

On occasion the fact that I was a preemie comes up, technically, I was a micropreemie..1lb 8oz..12 inches severely crack addicted. I dont have pictures of myself when i was born the youngest picture I have is six months. I always wanted to see my little footprints, I always wanted to see exactly how tiny I was so on occasion ill find a picture with a baby of a similar weight, you know, just to see.

i feel like im trying to achieve micro status again...Ironic eh?

Anxiety has been killing me..tonight I cried for a good two hours, grandma used to be able to calm everything lately i feel alone and isolated wishing everything would go back to the way it was when I could be calmed. I feel like im drifting, this sleep stuff is killing me...

Weights up to 111
I got back on track though I felt the click..Im fine with it now..Got this..Got my new journal..Go time..
I miss familiarity. I miss being whole. I miss me in a sense.
yea Im gonna go cry some more...to sleep..

and thank you.

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