*Takes gummy vitamins, chugs last of cold coffee, slams down mug* Alrighty— *Clears throat*
I made a post way back to take a hiatus and get my life together. It did not work. However, I’m still trying to.
I won’t be very active, won’t be good with replies, absolutely will not be consistent. But I’m here, and I’m queer, and I’m ready to continue the Sisyphean ordeal of existence.
If you’re reading this (and you aren’t a nazi or some other horrible individual)—do you feel that? That’s me giving you a hug through the astral plane.
Not gonna be ceremonious about it this time. I’m just a leetle squirrel struggling up a hill, and I have hope. I’m here but also not. just. yeah. I’m Schrödinger’s cat.
Sorry in advance for being insane. But also not. Just sorry if I come off as unintentionally rude.
—K.
Update!
I’m currently in an eight-week outpatient program for my mental health, and I’ve decided that during this period I’m going to really try and stay off social media. Probs not gonna hold to it as much as I want, but let’s see. ::)
update
i want to peg my therapist
Update update!
It’s Samhain! The IOP ended a little while ago and was a success. I’m still not fully recovered, but it was an excellent roadmap, and my therapist (yes, the one I fell in love with for a little bit) was a surprisingly great fit for me.
Now I know a few things about myself, after an autism diagnosis as well as this: I’m way more neurodivergent than I thought, I’m a giant process addict who needs Help with a capital H, and there are in fact accommodations for people like me.
Blessed be! Here’s to a new year.
Update:
my guys we are very nearly OFFICIALLY on the track to being slightly okay let’s give it up for my last two braincells (intrepid survivors of the great brain cell extinction event of 2001) and my burgeoning sense of self-worth. let’s just hope i don’t veer off the road into a relapse of some kind. g-dspeed my beloveds
update:
*coughing up soot* hey guys
