State of the Ace. :Y
So I'm sick again. Big fucking surprise there, my body has like, no immune system so I catch everything. I threw up on the way to class. Like a block from my house. Down a drainage ditch. So yeah, soup is all I've been eating.
As for my mood, I had a long writeup here about a recent bout of depression I've been suffering, but fortunately just writing it out seemed to help enough that I don't think I need to bother anybody else with having to read or scroll past it. Ah, writing exercises, a psychologists friend. :Bb
I am still pretty damned bummed about shit that happened last month- I hate having issues that can't be rectified. As somebody who believes strongly in honor, atonement, and correcting one's own mistakes? Just leaving old issues open really eats at me. But there's simply not a damned thing I can do to help or fix the issue. Sometimes you just can't clear the air on some things. I am bound and determined not to repeat those mistakes ever again, though. I guess that's as much atonement as I can hope for. I hate being such a damned awkward turtle sometimes. Sob.
Well, I have a few other thoughts floating in my head, but I don't really feel like putting them to this journal for now, so I'm gonna cut this short.
People who are waiting for questions- I will get to them, I promise. A combination of not feeling well and being more depressed and listless than I've been willing to let on has kind of kept me from responding, but I've totally been thinking of things to ask and will totally ask them. Bear with me here, sob.
As for my mood, I had a long writeup here about a recent bout of depression I've been suffering, but fortunately just writing it out seemed to help enough that I don't think I need to bother anybody else with having to read or scroll past it. Ah, writing exercises, a psychologists friend. :Bb
I am still pretty damned bummed about shit that happened last month- I hate having issues that can't be rectified. As somebody who believes strongly in honor, atonement, and correcting one's own mistakes? Just leaving old issues open really eats at me. But there's simply not a damned thing I can do to help or fix the issue. Sometimes you just can't clear the air on some things. I am bound and determined not to repeat those mistakes ever again, though. I guess that's as much atonement as I can hope for. I hate being such a damned awkward turtle sometimes. Sob.
Well, I have a few other thoughts floating in my head, but I don't really feel like putting them to this journal for now, so I'm gonna cut this short.
People who are waiting for questions- I will get to them, I promise. A combination of not feeling well and being more depressed and listless than I've been willing to let on has kind of kept me from responding, but I've totally been thinking of things to ask and will totally ask them. Bear with me here, sob.