Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
Sometimes I still think of my ex. Not my recent one tho he was an asshole but of the guy I broke things off with bc I was getting nervous about being intimate with another person and asking him to wait until we can meet each other in person. I didn't know how long he would have to wait and I thought it was too much to ask. I wish him well but at the same time I wonder if he ever thinks about me as I think about him. I want him to miss me but I am too cowardly to text him after all It's been months and he must have moved on. I know he still looks at my posts online but I doubt he does it on purpose and is just clicking through feeds.
Does anyone have a recommendation for a digital drawing app?? I tried ibisPaint but its not for me lol
I have a constant nagging issue with wanting to restart social media profiles bc I can't feel comfortable with the profiles I've always had and can't figure out what to do to make my current profiles fit my current person. I never know what to post on anything and it makes me feel less of a person because of it.
I've only been to therapy twice so far and both times my mother was there and both times we mainly discussed my schooling. Why?? I know I'm failing right now but why is that so important when we could discuss how last time I thought of someone hugging me I almost cried??? I jus thought that Therapy would be more about me getting to say what's on my mind and less avout being lectured about how shitty the world is. I like my therapist and I know she's trying but I can't get a word in between my mother assuming how I feel and my therapist making assumptions off of what my mom says. Could she not see how uncomfortable I've been?? I had to leave saying I was going to the bathroom because I was crying and I clearly hated crying in front of my mother. Is this how its supposed to be?? Cause I don't think I like therapy if it is...
I am this close 👌 to disappearing under mysterious circumstances only to avoid doing the 27 missing assignments I have. I know I can pull it off to because my family would simply think I am in my room as I always am and not halfway across the Atlantic on a mysteriously old ship with anyone so gay enough to have joined in hopes of avoiding their problems. We each know shit about sailing but we have our own plants and keep a small garden in where the captain's quarters should be. Our cats will of course come with as well.