MollyBeGood
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terribly sad, I don't know why
*hugs* I get that way too sometimes. Actually... just today. I was kinda all over the damn place. What is the point of all of these emotions all at once??
terribly sad, I don't know why
The cows converse with you too? Hmm.
I think I'd like to cuddle a cow.
Where did you go?
Bluedays said:Lonely IS hard to suffer through.:sad:
Do you know when you will be back with your cats and affectionate moo cows?
I have often focussed on (imagined it happening) the moment of being reunited with the particular thing I miss to help take the edge off.
Me too. I get so caught up and immersed in some memorable video game settings, even though most of the time they're even more tragic than real life.
A lot of news is also pretty tragic, but I feel that the world would'nt be as interesting and diverse as it is without the darker side of humanity, which is always going to be around whether we like it or not. All the negative emotions and terrible things humans do make for interesting stories to tell and listen to. It almost sounds like I approve of people to do bad things which is definitely not true, it just seems kind of appropriate in a strange non-sadistic sense that these things happen, like these things are supposed to occur. There's some kind of poeticness to it all. I have no idea if any of this makes sense to anyone here, it's difficult to explain.
The cows are pretty limited in their communications but there are a lot of them and you get used to it. Janie weighs probably twice what you do now. Her more sudden cuddles would definitely knock you over, but it's not exactly a trample attack.
I've rented a cabin by a river for a week. I guess I just didn't realize how emotionally dependent I am on my beasties. I have a large support network and most of it isn't human.
Hmm. So far that's not helping. I'm probably just not keeping myself busy enough.
My room keeps switching between a place of comfort and a place where I feel trapped, I am not sure which one to settle it on.
I feel ill to my core. It's not a new feeling by any means but I haven't experienced it fully for a while. Lately when I cry it doesn't relieve the feeling, it actually feels like too little of an emotional release and like I might start heaving, like there's this deep agony lodged inside and it won't come up. Sounds dramatic but it's true.
Separate but related to my mood, my sister started her first job ever today and they were so cruel to her about her social anxiety. They were condescending and implied she had no personality. People with no understanding of anxiety make me see red with their little clueless abuses.