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Think I just had the most depressing conversation ever.
An aside -- Almost posted this to Twitter, but people actually look at Twitter. Almost posted it to Facebook, but ditto Twitter. So it falls back to LJ.
I normally use LJ to talk about things at length. But I don't really want to talk about this at length, as it is the most depressing thing ever. But the need to express to someone - anyone -- even if it's no one -- that I just had the most depressing conversation ever was overbearing. Had to find an outlet for it. The fact that I chose LJ because I figure two people - three, at most - will read this says something bad about LJ. Makes me sad.
I poured my heart out on LJ for a few years. Lost a lot of that when LJ deleted my old journal, but that's my fault for switching journals unneccesarily. Don't think I would want to read anything from that time period anyway. It was both the happiest and most painful time of my life. I think about it a lot, no matter how hard I try not to.
It was a badly needed education. Cheers to Mofo and Kento for pushing me down that road.
Yeah. I don't want to write about that conversation. Wrote about it and deleted it. Bad.
An aside -- Almost posted this to Twitter, but people actually look at Twitter. Almost posted it to Facebook, but ditto Twitter. So it falls back to LJ.
I normally use LJ to talk about things at length. But I don't really want to talk about this at length, as it is the most depressing thing ever. But the need to express to someone - anyone -- even if it's no one -- that I just had the most depressing conversation ever was overbearing. Had to find an outlet for it. The fact that I chose LJ because I figure two people - three, at most - will read this says something bad about LJ. Makes me sad.
I poured my heart out on LJ for a few years. Lost a lot of that when LJ deleted my old journal, but that's my fault for switching journals unneccesarily. Don't think I would want to read anything from that time period anyway. It was both the happiest and most painful time of my life. I think about it a lot, no matter how hard I try not to.
It was a badly needed education. Cheers to Mofo and Kento for pushing me down that road.
Yeah. I don't want to write about that conversation. Wrote about it and deleted it. Bad.