So I was invited out and actually went. ZOMG. Of course, there was the usual fun time hassle from home, and such, but I finally decided to stop playing the games and see what would happen. *That* is quite another blog and one I'm not writing, LOL. *Someone* stole the rest of my meds for the month, but I can manage as long as I don't have to remember anything or focus on things like job interviews, paperwork, cleaning, or sustained mental focus tasks.
Anyway, I ended up spending a very long a relaxing time with a few enjoyable, happy people who don't seem to let things get them as far down as I do. And I fucking really *relaxed* and even sounded happy, according to those I spoke with who know me well. Damn, its sad when people think something's wrong because you sound *happy*. I honestly can't recall feeling that relaxed in a very very long time.
One of these days, I will learn how to take better care of myself so I can do that for myself, rather than relying on the kindness of strangers. Damn Blanche anyway.
But thanks to a wonderful experience, I feel a little less dark and depressed.
