I was doing so fucking well after therapy on Monday. Tuesday during the day was even alright. After dinner, it went to shit. I brutalized my arm. It upset Charlie and I'm really sorry for that. I didn't realise he cared so much. Today was awful. It made Charlie and Emily feel really bad. I'm sorry. It's torn up to hell though. It's probably the worst I've done.
The POW thing at UF Monday night was only good cos I got to talk with Charlie the whole time. We had this stellar Stream of Conciseness conversation the whole way back and I got such a high from talking to him. It was wonderful. The crash was awful though. Just awful.
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