Yesterday I turned 25. It’s been quiet around here for that reason, among other things associated with my life. Everything is coming together and exploding all at once. It’s… a thing. Tuesday, that’s when it’ll be better. That’s when I’ll be back to my normal self and not this rapid cycling stuff where I can’t get a grip on my mood.
But it was fun. Went to some roller derby and then world class pie afterwards.
All in all, after years of being depressed around this time of year, I am glad that I was depressed for only a part of it. Rough start, but finished well. Off to find a winter coat, the one I have now I outgrew last year because my hormones decided that they wouldn’t stop.