Well, I’ve officially resurfaced from a week that’s not been kind to me.
I can’t really describe what happened. I was trying to explain the other day, but came up with no answer other than “I was in a slump”. And dude, I was. I cried more than I had ever cried in my life, even in the worst moments of my depression. I contemplated topping myself, it was so bad.
It’s times like these when you really do cherish the beautiful moments. Not that I don’t cherish them otherwise, but I cherish them, like, a thousand percent more when the rest of the time is shit.
Getting away from it all helped, even if it was for only a few hours. Being in the most exquisite and beautiful of company definitely helped. And food. Lots of good food.
And now, I’m here, writing this post. I feel better about life in general, although still shaky. But I know what I want now. I don’t know where I’m going but I know what I want.
And if this blog seems to be straying from its original subject, I do apologize. But not really. This is a blog about my life and I put in there what I want. I’ve said so many times that I don’t feel that compelled to write about having sex or wanking at the moment. It will all come back in due time, but for now, this is a blog about taking back my life and getting on the rails again.
So, expect loads of mentions on crafts, self-confidence, getting back in gear and writing. And of course, comedy antics from yours truly. In some way. Maybe.
Slowly getting back to me.
And that’s a good feeling.