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I've decided not to do Yuletide this year and...I'm pretty okay with it, I think. I just remember the whole process not really being fun for me last year - I had to scramble a lot, I felt pretty disaffected. I have no real attachment to any fandoms anymore so it seems like now might be the time to bow out. However, I've done every yuletide since, like...I don't know when, so...
It's a big change.
We're in the midst of wedding plan which is both strange and exciting. At the moment, we're trying to do the entire wedding for around £2000. My dress has been bought, both venues are paid for, we've got a band sorted, so things are falling into place. I was doing some costing for our honeymoon earlier (We're planning on two weeks in Vietnam) and that looks like it's going to cost about £3000 for flights and hotels, so...pretty cheap wedding all in? Basically I'm already over the process of wedding planning and I just want to get married now, please.
Prozac has kicked in, so I'm on a much more even keel. This was the first time I'd ever had a doctor tell me off for coming on and off medication, refer to my depression as a disability that needs management. To hear it talked about in those terms was actually...extremely comforting.
I don't know. Sometimes it's nice to get permission to not be amazing all the time.
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It's a big change.
We're in the midst of wedding plan which is both strange and exciting. At the moment, we're trying to do the entire wedding for around £2000. My dress has been bought, both venues are paid for, we've got a band sorted, so things are falling into place. I was doing some costing for our honeymoon earlier (We're planning on two weeks in Vietnam) and that looks like it's going to cost about £3000 for flights and hotels, so...pretty cheap wedding all in? Basically I'm already over the process of wedding planning and I just want to get married now, please.
Prozac has kicked in, so I'm on a much more even keel. This was the first time I'd ever had a doctor tell me off for coming on and off medication, refer to my depression as a disability that needs management. To hear it talked about in those terms was actually...extremely comforting.
I don't know. Sometimes it's nice to get permission to not be amazing all the time.
Crossposted ( with
comments) at my dreamwidth | comment at the original entry