Boooooooom.
I no longer remember a time before the thunderstorms.
I'm not sure I've mentioned this, but I've changed my tag settings so anyone can add preexisting tags, and anyone on my friends list can create and add or remove preexisting tags. Just in case you feel like mucking up my tagging system. I only ask that you leave the completed stories entries alone.
And I'm banning myself from posting until this latest installment in my appallingly stupid emo-depressiveness has passed because all I do is embarrass myself, and, seriously, who wants to read about Jecca whining about her abandonment issues and lack of faith in humanity, and how she feels ignored, and how awful and worthless a person she is?
See, I can't even write that without wanting to maim myself. I can't imagine how awful it is for those of you who are normal, functioning beings who do not inflict your woe and drama upon the rest of us. And I'm fully aware of how wrong that mindset is, because I know I have friends, even if they're long-distance, and I know there are at least a few people who care about me, but I cannot seem to shut up the malfunctioning glitch that is my brain.
... and, okay, I'm hoping that putting that out there will help me snap back out of it.
So, uh. If I disappear for the next week or more, that's why. I'm not sure anyone would notice, but, you know, whatever.
DAYS LIKE THESE ARE WHY I AM GOING INTO THERAPY. AGAIN.
I'm not sure I've mentioned this, but I've changed my tag settings so anyone can add preexisting tags, and anyone on my friends list can create and add or remove preexisting tags. Just in case you feel like mucking up my tagging system. I only ask that you leave the completed stories entries alone.
And I'm banning myself from posting until this latest installment in my appallingly stupid emo-depressiveness has passed because all I do is embarrass myself, and, seriously, who wants to read about Jecca whining about her abandonment issues and lack of faith in humanity, and how she feels ignored, and how awful and worthless a person she is?
See, I can't even write that without wanting to maim myself. I can't imagine how awful it is for those of you who are normal, functioning beings who do not inflict your woe and drama upon the rest of us. And I'm fully aware of how wrong that mindset is, because I know I have friends, even if they're long-distance, and I know there are at least a few people who care about me, but I cannot seem to shut up the malfunctioning glitch that is my brain.
... and, okay, I'm hoping that putting that out there will help me snap back out of it.
So, uh. If I disappear for the next week or more, that's why. I'm not sure anyone would notice, but, you know, whatever.
DAYS LIKE THESE ARE WHY I AM GOING INTO THERAPY. AGAIN.