I was planning on going out today. Simple stuff, going to the bank, taking a general walk. I didn’t want to be cooped up in this small apartment.

Change of plans. My SO forgot to leave me the keys. Sooo I can’t leave the house. I was pacing around the apartment having a panic attack.

Instead of doing something harmful...

I took some ice cream and sat down to watch a show. I think the worst of it is over, I didn’t do anything self-destructive because of it. I still feel really bad... still feel trapped, cooped up, angry and irritated... I’m thinking about getting drunk. I dunno.

I just needed to put this out there, as a reminder that I *can* abstain from bad things, it’s *possible*.