It's been a long while since I've had a personal post, I've been a little lost on the whole premise of using this sometimes. O_O So yes, big cut, because my life is boring.
Well, firstly, Japan seems to be going through Rainy Season a lot earlier than I was told. During June and July, Nagoya will apparently play host to some fantastic typhoons and buckets of rain. Getting me prepared for going home, I guess! Yesterday, the transformer here at Proxy blew up with sparks and so the cute little men came rushing out to save us from the lack of electricity. They were adorable in their green suits, running back and forth and trying to figure out what was wrong. Of course, at the time, the wind and rain was in hyper mode and so as the poor man had to climb up the electricity pole, he was being belted by the weather. Huge kudos to him, that looked scary. After the power cam on though, we'd all been watching from the balconies and we gave them a round of applause and they all started waving back <3 So cute, that would never happen in England.
So that was fun... bit of excitement in the day! Don't get a lot of that, guess I should be thankful. I'm much happier today than I have been. I must thank
sheerpoetry,
museylouise,
starlight_myth and
millionstar for listening to my endless mood changes and depressive states. This is a very difficult month for me so far and I know this happy and optimistic state isn't going to last.
Friday is crunch day with regards things back at home, when everything that has been building in the 20 years since my parents' divorce comes to head. The future of my mum's living arrangements and the stability of the family... all the fun stuff. Naturally, I have attacked all the pressure with little to no grace and all the bad habits I have are coming back in full swing. Except drinking... I don't actually enjoy drinking to get over depression. My smoking has... tripled and the lovely treatment I put my own body through has doubled.
None of these solve the issue and I don't expect them to. What I do expect is when I get back to England, I'm going to perhaps try therapy of some kind. I've even talked to my mum and she thinks it'll be a good idea. Didn't expect that but at the same time, it makes me happy to know my mum doesn't feel too bad. Just hopes she doesn't think of herself as a failure because of it. Now she has two kids with depression, harming, smoking and self-esteem issues. She's not a bad mum though... I love her. <3
Otherwise, I think that getting back into writing has perked me up and I'm letting all the weirdness that is rushing through my head become translated into fic inspiration ^_^ Thank you so much to everyone who may be reading Different Day, Different You. I know it's not your average read and it's pretty god-damn weird, so it means a lot to know that it's being enjoyed so far. I write for myself but having others like it is such a confidence boost for me. :)
67 days! Eeeee, I'm so fricking excited to go home! I've got an excellent Muse gig lined up with Reading Festival, a Russell Howard gig with my Kate-san and hopefully if all goes well, a trip to Germany to see
thekeyholder,
autumn_shudder and
farawisa! That is of course, if they still want me... I know I've been absolutely dreadful with communicating and keeping in contact with people. I'm struggling. I don't want to lose friends because of it, and I'm sorry if it has ever felt like I'm avoiding you. I will get better, I have to.
That be all.
And yes... tell me, how are you? <3