I’ve been at an all time low for the past few weeks and haven’t been able to take care of myself in the way that I wished I could. 

Tonight, I made myself dinner. Nothing exquisite, I literally made scrambled eggs, but I love them and I made them and that’s all that matters. Even putting something in the microwave, filling up my brita, driving to get food, etc has been too much for me lately. 

My apartment is a wreck right now, I haven’t showered or brushed my teeth in a few days, I’ve barely gotten out of bed other than to use the bathroom. But tonight I made myself food because I knew I needed it.

It seems so small, but it feels so huge. I can’t stop smiling. 

If you have any small triumphs you’d like to share, I would love to happy cry while reading them. If you don’t, that’s okay too. One day at a time besties!!!