Hey, it’s okay. You’re doing great. It’s not just a little progress, it is a little enough one. You are looking at the ceiling today, perhaps it’s still hurting inside, but you’re gonna be fine. You will be, today. Because you can. You will get up with those heavy bones and heavy heart, but you will try. Try to eat, try to do what you like, try whatever you need to try. You will not feel it for now, and that’s normal, those little things you’re doing to escape the chaos in your head, will pile up until you no longer feel like staring at that ceiling again, because you can finally get up and live.