Sometimes life is frustrating to the nines. Like if you miss just one person because you went through what you felt was emotional boot camp with them. Yeah, that's right, Bryan. Feeling like no-one understands you so perfectly as them.
Well, they do say absence makes the heart grow fonder. What about moving on?
What about not having a close relationship with your family? I don't call passing someone in the hallway and saying "yeah, you have to take me somewhere today," a close relationship. Not to burst anyone's bubble.
But a close relationship which is free of the intent or possibility of harm and can share hopes and dreams in. Sorry for ending with a preposition. But the idea of a potential real relationship is still there.
On the upside (maybe) I'm cutting my hair... really short. I'm scared. But as I hate my hair as it is, any change is good.
Weird thing: Maybe other people do this, but while I'm walking to and from the kitchen, I bump myself against the walls. Sub-conscious self-harm technique? You decide.
More on how weird I am,
Next session of...
Nominal Psychosis
With Megan
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