thinking about that time someone hacked my @SUBWAY account and used up nearly the entirety of my $25 gift card that a sweet old woman at my old job gave me. support basically said “too bad!” and i’m still salty about it lol @SubwayListens
it’s truly a miracle that i made it back to my airbnb that night. i remember flashes of an annoyed staff member giving me water and BEGGING me to hurry and call an uber. really fumbled the bag that night but at least i’m alive i guess lol
from time to time i remember that i met @benjorg of armor for sleep at their halloween night show in boston while accidentally blackout drunk. i was looking forward to that show more than anything and i don’t remember more than 2-3 songs. sorry for being so embarrassing, ben
amongst the slew of bullshit, there have been little signs that the world is slowly healing – the most recent being that hilary duff is making music again. hallelujah
like, i know for a fact that if i felt the way i felt today, say a month or so ago? i’d have had 2 anxiety or panic attacks, MINIMUM. i’d have shame spiraled all DAY. today? i went to the grocery store. it’s like i was still sad but nevertheless bitch, i persisted
as it turns out, the healing process is a lot less “i’m going to get better so that i never think these negative things or feel these bad ways again” and a lot more “i’m learning how to think these things/feel these feelings and not UTTERLY and COMPLETELY spiral”
remember when i, aged 31 years old, met ben jorgensen of armor for sleep while i was probably the most blackout drunk i’ve been in my entire life while absolutely not meaning to be? because i don’t and i wish i could take it back LOL