I'm not doing so well. Or great. Or... whatever. I'm just not.
I'm not saying this to worry anyone, but even saying that is, ironically part of the problem (my over-arching, unhealthy "need"/desire to protect everyone from everything... including my perceived... self?)
I don' think there's any great need for worry on your part... (as in, I'm not at any great risk of immediate death sort of thing) but yeah, I feel like all aspects of my life, health, self, etc. are in a really un-good spot.
It's been a rough couple of years. As I've sort of alluded to here and there. But this last month has been beyond whatever level of difficulty I was already dealing with.
Part of that is my stuff, part of that is the struggles of Jason.. who has been a solid friend and touchstone (or whatever we call that kind of person) for me through these struggles of mine.
I can't/won't speak of what's going on for him as it's not my place to do so, but it's hard on him in a way I'm trying to support him through, but it's taking a toll. (No, that doesn't make sense but I'm at a loss as to what to say here... you know? Not my story to tell.)
So yeah, I'm not doing well, and I don't even like saying that "out loud."