--astrophilia--
God, it's already been six months. It doesn't feel it. Hello, I'm alive, but also not. I will not be returning to this account any time soon, if ever, I'm just sort of giving an update? If you can even call it that. I'm aware that very few people will actually see this since this site is relatively dead, but I don't care much. I'm going to continue living my life on another page; the wound is still fresh and yes it still hurts, but I'm healing and indeed moving forward. The events of what happened? I'm going to keep disclosed, I don't feel the need to rant about it to strangers on the Internet. Not anymore. Angrily throwing messages around and in the bio was childish looking back, very petty. I don't care anymore for what happened. Anyway, what I came back to say. I'm content with my life at the moment, even with the lack of a stable social life. People come and go, and I'm okay with that. I'm fine with having two friends and a partner. This my current life, and I wouldn't trade anything for it. Giant friend circles, never was my thing anyway. It was a toxic environment now that I'm looking back, and you know what, I'm happy that we went our seperate ways. I'm happy I'm gone, and learning what has been happening since, it makes me feel more at peace with myself. It stings, it does, but I'm past it now. Can't change the past, wouldn't change the past.
MoonlarkSpirits
@--astrophilia-- I’m going to miss you! Please take care of yourself! I hope to see you again some day, and if I don’t… well then I wish you well in life
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I'm currently seeking the mental help I need, and have needed for the last five years. Only recently have I truly come to terms with the fact that my mannerisms aren't normal. My mind, my psychology, it's fucked up in many ways; the way I talk, act, think, never exactly realised that it wasn't normal until they pointed it out. So I suppose I owe them a thanks? Unsure. It must be strange to be thankful for something that feels like the worst event of my life, but then again, I am strange. And I'm okay with that. I like being odd, and I've learnt my lesson to surround myself with those that like my oddities, than those who so not. Will I be pointing out people or saying any names today, or ever? No. It is not my place, no matter the few bits of anger and grief that are still there. I have no desire to reignite the fire. The last flame has finally died out, and I want to keep it that way. As for schooling, I'm waiting on it. As much as I have moved on, it's still rather painful to see a face so familiar every day, I'm not quite there yet. Maybe one day I'll be able to see that person and think "hey, that's a regular Joe like me", and think nothing more than that. For now, it's not. I'm still thinking on what I want to do with my life regardless. Veterinarian, writer, artist, astronomer; will I ever know? Who knows. Time will tell eventually, I'm just waiting on it. Doesn't matter. I'm happy, that's all that matters now. Thank you.
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