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This isn't about any one person. This is about the way I've come to relate to my social circle in general. Things are not good. This is not yet a cry for help, because I'd really rather just be an idiot and stubborn things out again, but... yeah, I'll let you know.
Sorry, it's been a good day but emotionally exhausting. I feel like I just did the interpersonal equivalent of agonizing but necessary physical therapy. Thank god the attending nurse at least knew what she was doing.
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Can I just go home now? :(
That's emphatically not a veiled suicide threat, just general melancholy and a desire to curl up somewhere cozy. I'm pretty firmly committed to surviving until (a) Trump is out of office (b) Peg no longer needs me (c) my Mom is no longer around to fret over.
I just... wanna go home, and I have no idea where that is. It's probably got a lot to do with the fact Peg is at con and I am a tad cuddle-starved. But a night in a 5-star hotel wouldn't hoit. :)
