Breaking the Blindness
I'm still sick to my stomach, though now for slightly different reasons. At least I'm not so appalled anymore, so in disbelief. Talking about it has helped, but it has also contributed to my stomach churns because of revelations as a result, and having to repeat it all.
I just don't know. I'm going to have to wait awhile longer before I do know, I think. Not going to rush it. This is too important to rush. I need to keep my head straight and clear, and find some peace and strength in whatever I'm going to do. Yoga soon, I think. That should help.
I'm quite hungover today... I drank a bit too much last night, and although I had a great time and it helped me let loose and clear my head of all this, I feel gross. According to my mom, my room smelled terrible this morning. Was probably the mix of sweat and alcohol and smoke with staying out late. Pretty disgusting. Anyway, I was reminded as to why I don't go out like that much. Fun in the moment, shitty in the aftermath. At least I had some fun with my sister and cousin and friends. I don't regret it.
*sigh*
Yeah, I can't bring myself to write much else. I'm looking forward to tomorrow though, and good company in the coming week. I still need space. I wish I knew what to do and I wish I could be sure of something. Maybe I'll break out the tarot... light a candle, pray a bit, do some inverted poses. That would help my pounding headache, at least. Water would too.
Can't wait til Dez comes home on Monday.
I just don't know. I'm going to have to wait awhile longer before I do know, I think. Not going to rush it. This is too important to rush. I need to keep my head straight and clear, and find some peace and strength in whatever I'm going to do. Yoga soon, I think. That should help.
I'm quite hungover today... I drank a bit too much last night, and although I had a great time and it helped me let loose and clear my head of all this, I feel gross. According to my mom, my room smelled terrible this morning. Was probably the mix of sweat and alcohol and smoke with staying out late. Pretty disgusting. Anyway, I was reminded as to why I don't go out like that much. Fun in the moment, shitty in the aftermath. At least I had some fun with my sister and cousin and friends. I don't regret it.
*sigh*
Yeah, I can't bring myself to write much else. I'm looking forward to tomorrow though, and good company in the coming week. I still need space. I wish I knew what to do and I wish I could be sure of something. Maybe I'll break out the tarot... light a candle, pray a bit, do some inverted poses. That would help my pounding headache, at least. Water would too.
Can't wait til Dez comes home on Monday.