Still bad

Still a mess. More control, I guess, but I've been so stressed I've barely eaten anything and the low blood sugar doesn't help. The bitter irony? The morning before all this started I had a psych appointment and we talked about how stable I'd been. So much for stable. But I have help lined up and I just need to focus on getting through the next few days. Or, heck, the next few hours or minutes sometimes. If I can do that, I'll be okay.