It feels like I can't quite get it right.
Nothing really bad, nothing dramatic. Just . . . not quite right.
It's like I have trouble expressing myself, I feel I offend where I don't mean to do so, I feel like I can't get across what I want.
Just that sort of thing.
Oh, and the nausea that was ok earlier. Dear Lord, back with a vengeance. It's really, really bad. It's closing my eyes, gulping hard and swallowing down the bile bad. I wish I could really believe these things are signs. Part of me is beyond hopeful, and the rest of me is scared of that. Frustrating.