I am kind of over being 25. It has been a shitty year for me. Today is my last day of being this age. I am feeling like, well... 26 better be better. Things that have sucked for me this year. Peter and I no long live in the same place. We are trying but it is rough. Being without each other for so long is terrible.
I had someone really close to me die. It was and still is devastating. On top of that, one of my Mothers had a miscarriage. Death is shitty. It makes me drink and hate myself.
I feel like I am also losing friends or just barely holding on to the ones I have. I am also apparently not popular with people I work with because I make my friend choices based on what they mean to me and not what they mean to other people. I was told that I was " Weird" the other day... and it wasn't meant in an endearing way.
I have however, had some really good people enter my life and it looks like they are not going to leave anytime soon. Which is only semi comforting.
I am trying not to cry. Super depresso mode activated! It is just kind of wrong. Oh well.
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