I was woken up by my bed vibrating and a buzzing sound. The only thing that can vibrate was my phone. By the time I found it on my bed the vibration had stopped. No missed calls or anything. The phone was under other stuff I don’t know if my phone was vibrating and stopped when it was uncovered or it’s a coincidence I found the phone and the vibrating stopped.
Finally, after almost 3 years of constsnt depression, things look like they're gonna start getting better.
Cheese puffs, always cheese puffs. My addiction. If i could survive by only eating them, then i would eat nothing else.
My sense of smell and taste is still messed up after months, and I hate it. A lot of food and drink has a pungent dusty, chemical, cardboard smell. Blarg.
I've seen so much transphobic bs that it doesn't even bother me anymore. I'm immune to it now. It should bother me though, and I'll still try to correct the transphobes. But they never learn.
I'm glad I finally managed to have a relaxing Sunday doing very little. It's a shame it had to be done whilst having a cold though.
I hope that I will be able to visit my parents at Christmas. At the moment I'm not allowed to see them except outdoors. Which isn't great in October. The idea of potentially spending my Christmas stuck in student halls, away from my family, is a rather depressing thought.
Walking in circles thinking of people who wouldn't give me the time of day. The story of a hopeless romantic without much hope left.
The world is a cold, lonely place. Hold onto your real friends tightly if you're lucky enough to have some because in the end they're all you have (or don't have).
Soberly and introspectively thinking about past failure and fully realizing the gravity of terrible mistakes. Insightful and teaching but incredibly painful.