At Least They're Committed

Yes, yes, my panic is incomprehensible to most. After all, I am still within a healthy BMI, but I’ve gained 8 pounds in five months on these meds — 8 POUNDS — and it MUST stop and reverse itself. Feh. Three to six weeks until they can get me into some sort of psych/med eval, so I’m tapering off what I’m taking now. God help y’all! You thought I was creepy before? This will be quite the ride! Nonetheless, the upside is . . . I get to see Kevin!!! I haven’t seen him in, like, 16 months! I’m going in Nov. 17 . . . so two weeks from today. I’ve known for a while that I ought to go back and “sort.” That’s all I ever did, you know, is “sort,” because he said on a scale of one to 10 — 10 being someone who needs his help the most — I was a zero. Cracked me up. But I do need him and he sees things differently than I do and I love his insights . . . and I’ve been wondering what plays he’s been performing in and how things are going with his mom and whether he’s been to Michigan at all this year. Can’t wait to see his latest look! And for me? I don’t even work at the same place anymore and I rarely hear from the inappropriate text dudes and I’m REALLY lonely at my new job and Brian left town and I turned 50 and . . . yes, it will more than sort of feel good to sort.