Spacing out in the bath tub.
Things are a little overwhelming right now. Not in a bad way, but … still.
April 5th, 2015
Tag Archives: anxiety
March 27th, 2015
Making comics helps.
March 26th, 2015
A conversation with a friend today (forgive the typo):
He was right.
March 25th, 2015
I hate work drama.
I HATE WORK DRAMA.
I don’t hate working to pay to see drama, though.
(but Phantom of the Opera totally sucks)
March 24th, 2015
There’s no silver bullet, no magic cure. This is the body I live in. This is what it does to me, even when things are good.
March 23rd, 2015
March 22nd, 2015
I wish I hadn’t been drinking so much so that I could more accurately remember what this woman looked like.
I wish I hadn’t been drinking so much so that maybe people a room away wouldn’t have an opinion on the way that I laugh.
March 19th, 2015
stop stop stop
March 16th, 2015
It’s one thing to be open to the possibility that you’re being an ass.
It’s another to assume that you are at all times.
(anxiety blows)
March 10th, 2015
I haven’t looked into legal action (and don’t intend to), but the very idea that someone would stand up and say, “This happened. It wasn’t right,” still makes me burst into tears.