This is me when I'm not doing the stuff for my regular blog. That means not necessarily as careful, not necessarily as able to do things, lots of things could be different than usual. I don't do trigger warnings, and I have genuine well thought out reasons that aren't just some kind of callous BS.
Wow that was weird.
Had this huge incapacitating terrifying jumble of emotions. Bad ones. Terrible ones I thought would never stop.
And now I’m trashed. Hard to keep thing or thinking. Drained is the word. Feels dark. And tired. And keep zoning out and hitting random keys.
I hope I’m able to sleep. Because I’m not able to do much else. Doing the eyes closed random typing thing many times per sentence. Blech.