A year later...
Not that much has changed. I still have my colon and its little family of polyps. I went to China to live and study there. Pretty awesome place. You don't even notice the stares after the first few days. Photos are bit harder to ignore, but the people are always polite about them. I gained a lot of weight when I was there. When I left for China, I was 97lbs, and when I came back, I weighed 114. I lost some of that weight when I started sleeping regularly (I lost 11 of those pounds), but then when the insomnia set in again, I gained it back. It isn't as though anyone is looking, and my clothes still fit, so it's ok.
I saw my parents during Christmas, which was very nice; I hadn't been back there in several years. I haven't had to battle one, single snake this year, which is very nice. I'm hoping they're finally gone for good. Otherwise, it's the same dance with different names, some are the same, but mostly different. You're the one constant that's always here as long as I remember what to say to let me in. It's nice knowing when no one else is listening that you're here to talk to.
I still have an incredible distrust toward people, and I don't think that's going to change any time soon if at all. That may be a good thing. I have been making myself go to more events. I haven't necessarily stayed at those events or talk to anyone at them, but I made the effort and drove the drive to go. It's a start.
For now, I'm going to go find some entertainment and play with my acrylics until they start to bore me, and then I'll have to find something else.
Timothy ran fast from the sun,
He did not want to burn,
But his running was all for naught,
He wound up inside of an urn.
I saw my parents during Christmas, which was very nice; I hadn't been back there in several years. I haven't had to battle one, single snake this year, which is very nice. I'm hoping they're finally gone for good. Otherwise, it's the same dance with different names, some are the same, but mostly different. You're the one constant that's always here as long as I remember what to say to let me in. It's nice knowing when no one else is listening that you're here to talk to.
I still have an incredible distrust toward people, and I don't think that's going to change any time soon if at all. That may be a good thing. I have been making myself go to more events. I haven't necessarily stayed at those events or talk to anyone at them, but I made the effort and drove the drive to go. It's a start.
For now, I'm going to go find some entertainment and play with my acrylics until they start to bore me, and then I'll have to find something else.
Timothy ran fast from the sun,
He did not want to burn,
But his running was all for naught,
He wound up inside of an urn.