Relapsed a couple days ago but I found the strength to clean my room today. Now I’m in my clean room and I just feel numb and tired and deep unsatisfaction. I don’t like myself rn. But I loved myself this morning. Life is so up and down. It’s draining.
I’m sorry, that whiplash of emotions can be so overwhelming and exhausting. I’m glad you found the strength to clean even if it was just a short burst of energy