It's been a minute, hasn't it ( Read more... )

Done.

With all of the supporting factors involved in my...situation, this is supposed to get easier. Everything points in that direction, right?

It is not getting easier. There is no "easy mode" for this, and it's as if the difficulty level just continues to rise.

How the hell.

/vaguereflectiononlife.

Everyone sucks.

*ding*

Some days, I wonder why I do the things I do. Really. I mean, what makes me tick like this? Why do I need to get by in the fashion that I do ( Read more... )

Ugh.

Last Tuesday, I got really drunk, and as the night waned, I got sentimental and reflective. I ended up sitting down and typing out a behemoth of a journal entry that ended being an awkward, embarrassing, and self-deprecating essay. Overall, a complete joy to read ( Read more... )

It's the worst when you just want to let loose about something, but as you're typing it, you start to realize how petty it is in comparison to all the other shit misfortunes on the planet. It's incomparable, really ( Read more... )

Slowly, I have been beginning to realize that more often than not, I put the well-being of others in my life ahead of my own mental health. Among the circle of people I care about, their problems in turn become MY problems, which is a multi-tiered problem in itself. One, because I am not them and therefore cannot solve their problems despite my ( Read more... )

I'm doing it again.

I live my life on repeat with different characters.