My subconscious has been fighting sleep for about four days now and my regular-conscious is fucking EXHAUSTED. I honestly kept pulling myself out of sleep last night for no reason and it was the most frustrating thing. Ugh.
Do your thing, sleep meds.
I miss livejournal. I just wanna talk to the internet for a while and maybe use a friends list or something, ya know?
Today is hard.
SO I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO GO TO MY ROOM TO SLEEP AT MY PARENTS HOUSE FOR SOME REASON & I JUST FINALLY MADE MY SELF GO UP AND THERE WAS A HUGE LIKE… BASEBALL SIZE BLACK BLOB ABOVE MY WINDOW AND THE LIGHT DOESN’T WORK IN THAT ROOM SO I TURN ON MY PHONE FLASHLIGHT AND IT WAS MOVING A LITTLE AND THEN I REALIZED IT WAS A
holy fuck im so creepy crawly now whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I have things in my brain that I want to get out but I don’t feel I have the means to, or don’t know how to, or simply don’t know if I can.
The two bubbling closest to the surface lately are an idea for a children’s book (does anyone know anything about the process of making a children’s book?), and an idea for a resource/source of support for young adults struggling with certain aspects of mental illness that I feel are underrepresented and that I struggled to (and continue to struggle to) find support for. Who KNOWS how I’d even go about doing that second one. Hmmph.