Well, I've reached the point where this new little corner of the internet feels like a final safe haven for me, so I might as well use it. I realize that there's a lot of bits and pieces of mental landscape that have been slowly encroached on this past year, by one particular person who I won't mention by name but who people here are probably already aware of anyway. What safe spaces I have are gone now. Apart from this tiny island. Good thing that it is inhabited by people that I trust and like.
Life is strange. Current life is a constant undulating wave-line, whose crests and dips occur in spans as short as moments and as long as days. I'm manic right now. I have to keep saying that outloud to remind myself and keep aware when thoughts might be paranoid or itching impulses are better left ignored. I'm going through a transition period, trying to leap from the end of one landmass to the start of another, and it's all spent stumbling and groping around some sort of mental air-and-water in a desperate doggy paddle. Every moment is spent trying not to drown in some way. But I am okay!
Apart from all this inner fussing, a lot of my time is spent trying to keep going with my personal projects, finishing up art obligations to other people, and trying to parse out what exactly I want in life. 24 is too young to feel like a failure, right?
I don't know. I'll figure it out! I hope.