Right so this is embarrassing to celebrate but. I ate actual breakfast before leaving the house three days in a row this week. Not just a coffee. And the 11am wall where I usually want to cry at my inbox was... less bad? Could be nothing. Could be the fact I slept slightly better. Could be that work was quieter. No idea. But I'm noting it because I never note the okayish days, only the disasters. Tiny thing. Still counts I think. x