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I went to Katrina and Dave's tabletop game party today and I actually had a really good time. It's nice to be reminded that I have friends and can behave socially upon occasion. Of course their friend Jesse who reminds me of a weird combination of Gerard, Mikey, and Brandon was there, but I was remarkably not awkward, so that is a fantastic sign. I think me opening up and facing some demons the other day actually helped, as Gerard is the cause of my post-traumatic stress. Because, fuck it, I'm naming names, because no one really reads this and if they do, they don't know who I'm talking about anyway. See? Facing those demons and kicking this post-traumatic stress to the curb. Because I'm not even a blip on his radar anymore, which I'm happy for, so there's no need for me to carry these burdens.
I hit it on the head when I admitted that I simultaneously felt violated and nostalgic. A terrible weight has been lifted from my chest and I feel like and can start getting back to being me. Yeah, I genuinely miss the friendship I used to have. And I think I might be starting to forgive him for the rather intense invasion of privacy. I even defiantly picked my nose right in front of my webcam earlier. That's progress. :)
I hit it on the head when I admitted that I simultaneously felt violated and nostalgic. A terrible weight has been lifted from my chest and I feel like and can start getting back to being me. Yeah, I genuinely miss the friendship I used to have. And I think I might be starting to forgive him for the rather intense invasion of privacy. I even defiantly picked my nose right in front of my webcam earlier. That's progress. :)