It's weird to think that in three days (I think?) it's been two months since I began regularly documenting my feelings. It's the first time I've stuck to something, and I'm pleased, because it really has helped me so far. I've looked back in the blog and seeing the contrast between the first post and one of the most recent is shocking and also rather wonderful.
I saw Charlie today and felt horrific for the vast majority of the time. I didn't talk much and then I managed to open up towards the end and it was okay. I just slept for three hours and yeah idk I'm just a bit all over the place. I want to climb into bed, cuddle up with my cat and blog forever more but I only just came downstairs so there's no way I can escape away quite yet.
I feel sort of panicked and stuff but whatever, it'll be fine.
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