I'm fairly certain I know what was recently going wrong with my head. I do not, however, know what's wrong with my belly. I'm not dead and I'm not dying, though. I'm just not entirely happy right now. My trip Friday night brought up absolutely nothing.

I think it is just the unhappy in my brain making my belly unhappy.

I want to get better. I want to be healthy. I kinda want to be admitted, but I know that'd be more harm than help if I'm away from all the friends who keep me positive.

I need hugs.
Frosty