2008-04-17
Carry on, carry on.
First official break-down of the year was cured by the following things:
1. A 12am letter to someone looking dangerously close to passing out halfway through class (and eventually, her blur reaction)
2. Getting most of the tears out in the early stages
3. Ample hugs
4. Talking to get it out, talking to get distracted, and talking to laugh
5. Being utterly and terrifyingly traumatized/distressed (but not in the suicidal manner)/amused by various tidbits of information dispensed throughout the day
5. Shaping up the drama script
6. Knowing I had gotten through it
7. People.
Thank you to those who listened, thank you to those who dispensed the hugs, thank you for the laughter and the conversation, thank you for the presence.
Not dead yet, and intend to remain so for much longer.
Love,
J.
inquisite at 7:16 p.m.