Had a horrible sinking feeling all day, then, in a shocking turn of events, just had some tasty soup T made, made me feel a bit better. Don't know if it's the dismal weather affecting my mood, could just be that my life has become really fucking sad and when I'm sufficiently worn down, I notice. In any case, soup = very nice.

Having warmth & concern treated as an attack has been very hard for me, left me not really knowing how to approach much of anything, don't really need to approach much, I guess.

P wants out, more wet, gray day- alas.