Update.
whoa. hey lj.
i did not die.
my life is crazy.
ive lost months.
at the new year i cut my losses and began cutting things from my life that were unnecessary.
telling everyone every detail of my life was one of those things.
i cant begin to catch everyone up, so instead ill summarize.
the last few months have been nothing short of crazy, intense, emotional, ever-changing, complicated, heartfelt, contemplative, and hard.
so much has happened and so much has changed and in a lot of ways, just from the beginning of this school year up until now, i feel like a different person.
ive been reclusive only to save everyone the burden of dealing with me and my seasonal affective disorder.
ive had this lj for 5 years now. if you go through my past entries, youll notice i always tend to disapear in the wintertime.
and unfortunately, ive disapeared in real life too.
when it rains on me, it always pours, and ive been doing my best to keep it all within the confines of myself and one or two others.
so. to those ive neglected, im sorry. its for your own good anyway.
im still writing. still breathing. still living. and hopefully soon, i will be back to my old self.
yours truly,
danielle, the seasonally affected hermitress.
i did not die.
my life is crazy.
ive lost months.
at the new year i cut my losses and began cutting things from my life that were unnecessary.
telling everyone every detail of my life was one of those things.
i cant begin to catch everyone up, so instead ill summarize.
the last few months have been nothing short of crazy, intense, emotional, ever-changing, complicated, heartfelt, contemplative, and hard.
so much has happened and so much has changed and in a lot of ways, just from the beginning of this school year up until now, i feel like a different person.
ive been reclusive only to save everyone the burden of dealing with me and my seasonal affective disorder.
ive had this lj for 5 years now. if you go through my past entries, youll notice i always tend to disapear in the wintertime.
and unfortunately, ive disapeared in real life too.
when it rains on me, it always pours, and ive been doing my best to keep it all within the confines of myself and one or two others.
so. to those ive neglected, im sorry. its for your own good anyway.
im still writing. still breathing. still living. and hopefully soon, i will be back to my old self.
yours truly,
danielle, the seasonally affected hermitress.