I’ve been limiting my need to go out for essentials out of respect for the community and the person I live with. It’s been 2 weeks since my last outing. I am not okay, but someone on the internet said whatever I’m doing to cope is okay and I believe them. However, I’m expecting my human suit to start melting off at any moment as the days blend into one as I glitch out on the floor, hoping that someone will come mop me up. And I’m hungry. My plant children are doing better than I am. I miss going out with people only to feel like I actually want to stay home alone. I miss when it was a choice. I have found solace, though, in living my best lives in the Sims. It’s a great distraction. I’m a lesbian cook trying to carve my way into the secret agent field. Someone’s got to bring home the bacon, am I right? I really am hungry.