So, i wanted to sit down today and blog.

About how I haven’t blogged in more than a month because I mostly come here to vent and I’ve been doing good.

How the meds have taken effect and the holes have become much shallower. How I’ve been dating and living life to the fullest in that area – and liking it.
How my semester didn’t turn out as stressful as I feared, how I like my friends, met new ones and have been going out on the weekends.

How I’ve finally gotten over my relationship, in most and in the important aspects and how I’ve started therapy.

Well, today didn’t start so great though.
I forgot a team meeting, I got into a thunder- and hailstorm (in July!), shitty stuff is happening in my appartment.
The ex threw a birthday party and hugging him without going any further (obviously) feels peculiar. Maybe it’s like a faint trace of homesickness, though I’ve never really been homesick. Then I come home early to get some work done and find an e-mail from my dad that my grandmother’s on the verge of dying. That threw me off balance. Can’t sleep, either.

Not such a good day after all.