lessons in sobriety.
Soo yesterday was met with a brief period of unnecessarydread. Well, maybe its sort of necessary on this journey to 'feelings' or whatever.
I spent a good amount of time (actually thrashing) in tears in the bathroom and sobbing at strangely-satisfying volumes. My eyes were red and my head was pounding with congestion but I left refreshed, despite the overflowing epic amounts of bitterness, distress and just...disappointment.
Though they may not be entirely connected--now I feel sort of drained and without. The day after, no less.
Im not sure what to attribute this to, but Im struggling to stay out of this place I've been stuck in for so long.
I spent a good amount of time (actually thrashing) in tears in the bathroom and sobbing at strangely-satisfying volumes. My eyes were red and my head was pounding with congestion but I left refreshed, despite the overflowing epic amounts of bitterness, distress and just...disappointment.
(looking back this is kind of an amusing image)
Though they may not be entirely connected--now I feel sort of drained and without. The day after, no less.
Im not sure what to attribute this to, but Im struggling to stay out of this place I've been stuck in for so long.
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