Depression time
I'm depressed again. Big time.
One of my uncles died two weeks ago. Even though everybody agreed that it was a blessing given his condition (a massive brain bleeding had left him paralysed and unable to communicate two years ago), and even though we were not very close, it was a huge shock. And two weeks later, I have not recovered. The worst part is over (you know, attending the funeral, attending the ceremony at the cemetery and all these cheerful talks of coffins, flower arrangements and mass details) and still, I am feeling so low... It's like I am ever so tired. I crave for small talk and posting silly stuff and yet can't get myself to write anything... And I keep having nightmares in which everyone close to me dies (in last night's nightmare, even my cat died).
Anyway... On the plus side, I'm on holidays at the end of the week. Going where we hope to catch some sun. And bf has promised to be extra nice to cheer me up.
Don't be mad at me for not commenting much. I am catching up on things little by little...
Siriala dear, I am polishing my arguments to go on with that very interesting Harry Potter discussion. Though you won't convince me of the slashy / gayish implications in the book, I love how hard you try ;)