Cobra Starship show.
Xenoix basically guilted me into going to this, since I cancelled most of this weekend's plans. And he was right. I didn't have to talk to anyone, and the adrenaline did me good.
You know what also did me good? Screaming and thrashing around and giving a physical vent to my frustrations. To deal with my Daddy issues I've been reconnecting with my rage. And since I'm not used to being an angry person anymore, I'd forgotten how to release the excess. And singing fuck-off songs about personal failures and triumphs, dancing like a maniac, and wailing like a banshee were very pressure-relieving.
My head is finally quiet. I feel empty. It's wonderful.
I think I'm good to sleep tonight. :)
(Notes to self: Take headache meds BEFORE going into any concert that will have bright, flashing lights aimed at the audience. Also, maybe bring earplugs. Drinking water all day and eating lightly right before concert: were good ideas. Having hot drink waiting in thermos in the car, taking a few minutes to calm the nerves rather than driving in the worst of the traffic: also good ideas.)
You know what also did me good? Screaming and thrashing around and giving a physical vent to my frustrations. To deal with my Daddy issues I've been reconnecting with my rage. And since I'm not used to being an angry person anymore, I'd forgotten how to release the excess. And singing fuck-off songs about personal failures and triumphs, dancing like a maniac, and wailing like a banshee were very pressure-relieving.
My head is finally quiet. I feel empty. It's wonderful.
I think I'm good to sleep tonight. :)
(Notes to self: Take headache meds BEFORE going into any concert that will have bright, flashing lights aimed at the audience. Also, maybe bring earplugs. Drinking water all day and eating lightly right before concert: were good ideas. Having hot drink waiting in thermos in the car, taking a few minutes to calm the nerves rather than driving in the worst of the traffic: also good ideas.)