I’m not dying, yet…but the doctor did have a smart explanation for what he “thinks” is going on. So it’s making me feel a little more easy. I still haven’t officially slept. But the doctor was wrong and I was right.
My thyroid is fucking up. And now I have to wait…
I’m afraid of gaining weight. Because this will cause my metabolism to slow down. I’ll have to start eating 6 small meals.
As if I weren’t different from everyone else already.
My periods have been coming late for this reason. And I’m mother fucking stressed the fuck out. I’ve been cursing niggas out at work and being regular bitch ass me. Times 50.
Just when I thought everything was coming together. Phat chance.