and after everything I wonder why
why they felt the need to keep bothering me after everything was long over - they made their choice.
why it couldn't just go the way I had planned it.
why he feels like he isn't wanted among my friends and I, even when we were so so excited to have him back home.
why I cant just get stuff done when I mean to do so.
why she had to attempt again.
why I feel a disconnect from everyone that I talk to - like nobody really understands me, no matter how much I explain.
And through all of this, I haven't relapsed. I don't know how, besides the fact that I lowk lost my blade. If I wanted to I could get another, but I don't think it's worth the struggle anymore. It's been awhile. I'm not sure how long, because when I did quit I didn't really mean to. It just became less appealing all of a sudden. I'm glad it happened because it was getting in the way of me living my life, but I'm also uncomfortable with not doing it anymore. Which does sound weird, but I think its because it was such a huge part of who I was. Idk I'll stop yapping.