It's been a while since I spoke up about anything. · 2:50pm Mar 2nd, 2020
I've been working the night shift at work more often than not, so my sleep schedule has [normally] been okay, but for times like yesterday, I fell asleep many times before actually going to bed, where I really had the drive to write that night. And speaking of writing itself, I've been very slow at the least, but methodical at the most, making sure Hexagons 2 starts off strong. I can't stress enough how much this story means to me, and I'm well aware of how often I bring that fact up, but...it's all I have going on. In anything.
A few more violent suicidal urges aside, I've been making sure to enjoy what I can about my life and where I stand. A whole lot of that feels all the more true with how I've been...letting people go. Those who I felt I needed to try and look out for out of obligation, both to my own instinct and their troubled demeanor. But most of these people in question found it odd and strange that I'd go out of my way to ask them something as simple as if they're okay or not. They didn't care, so why should I? It's really been doing me good, as I have so much less to bring me down. I'm still fucking depressed, but I don't feel as bad.
I'm so sorry this all feels so detached, that I've not cared enough to say much here, or that I may seem that way right now, but I'm grasping.
I try my best to talk to people who want to vent and stuff, I'm not the best to talk to unfortunately because of just how socially anxious/weird I may be. But I do try.
I'm open for anything though if you want to say something, even if I don't have the best advice, I'll listen.
Not that I think it matters but if you need to vent I will be willing to listen friend