Fell into the flatline yesterday afternoon and it was awful. However, I am very blessed that I seem to always go through it in the first month and slowly improve after that. I finally came clean with my best friend last night about my Hypofrontality and how awful I've felt over the last few years because of this problem. She was extremely supportive, and I was relieved. She has stuck with me since 2018, and this time will be no different. She's never judged me, she's only loved me and supported me. You never realize how much that means until you are on the receiving end of it. Gonna focus these next few weeks on my love of history. I've always loved history so much growing up, but thanks to the numbing power of pmo, it's lost a bit of it's allure. I know over time I'll find that love for it again. Hope all of you have a good day. Struggling to wake up today but hopefully soon the fog will lift.