It's been a good week, and I've been happy with how I look and what I'm doing. This morning, however, I woke up, got ready for class, and just went back to bed. I haven't been able to stand anything all day. I can't sit still, and nothing feels right. These feelings usually come right before shark week, so that's not cheering me up any. Overall, I'm just ticked that going on T could stop me from getting days like this and that it's probably going to be a while before I get it. I'm sick of wasting days wishing I could escape my skin.
Edit: On the plus side, my roommate just made me cocoa. It's hard to be unhappy with a cup of cocoa.