Jul 07, 2015 22:23
I should make a rule not to write on my period.
I say should. Cause obviously i will not rob myself of my favorite form of chatarsis when my hormones are going crazy and all of me hurts. This month i leaned into it. I put on Bon Iver and Arcade Fire at my internship today. I stopped myself from sending a solid two dozen melodramatic texts to a handful of people (a good six or seven still got through, including one i'm kicking myself for just sending) I made a sad day playlist that is both calming and indulgent.
but i'm still down, and my mouth still hurts. I need to get back on track with my diet. Then i should work on getting a handle on how i communicate with the people i care about.
I want to read but i'm in the middle of upsetting books.
i feel like such a little shit right now. I had a week of self pitting for my wisdom teeth and then when things get a bit better WHAM irrational dispeare everywhere.
Park of me wants to throw my phone against a wall right now just so i'll stop looking at it.